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I had yesterday. It shook me. I needed to talk to someone. I needed spiritual counsel. Silas’s face softened into a mask of practiced concern. He stood up and walked around the desk.
Sit down, Elijah. Sit down. Beatatrice told me you had a scare. We have been praying for you. He guided me to the chair. I sat down, letting out a heavy sigh. I feel like continue reading …
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