The Secret Hymn
Pews were packed in the old church, just as they had been for the past six weeks. There was a new life breathed into the church when Father Gregory assumed his position. He was young, had longish blonde hair that brushed the bottom of his collar, and a way of speaking to a crowd that made everyone feel like he was talking just to them. He was the complete opposite of Father Baker.
No one knew Father Baker was leaving, or where he even went. Father Gregory just showed up that bright, Sunday morning and the town was memorized. Even the children behaved in church. Soon, everyone in town was clambering to come back to church.
Amie and Sarah sat with their parents in the back pew and listened as Father Gregory spoke of the Four Horsemen.
“At least that would give us something to do,” Sarah whispered.
Amie silently giggled. She was as bored as her sister was with New Hope and its old ways. A little excitement never hurt anyone.
Amie pulled out the hymnal and let it fall open to whatever page it wanted and gasped. “Sarah, look at this,” she whispered, pointing to ….
To Be Continued
To reveal what Amie saw, I am tagging Morpethroad.
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