Like A Rug
I sang “Taste and see that the Lord is good.” Then I took communion, and then I went to breakfast and lied like a rug*. Across coffee and bowls of Rice Krispies, a nun with white hair and an unabashed face asked, “Are you Catholic?” “Yes,” I lied. “Oh,” she said. My life flashed before my […]
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