Mike wasn't really sure what had happened. All he knew was
that one minute he was at the door...and the next he was lifting himself
off the top of the pastor's overturned bookshelf--on the other side of
the room!
Mike's gaze panned across the room seeking some explanation, but no one else appeared to understand either. Mary's rage had broken--presumably under the force of confusion--though her face was still red, her breathing quick and deep. Desmond was rocking back-and-forth like a pendulum on speed. Mike suddenly became aware of a biting chill in the room, and instinctively crossed his arms in an effort to warm up.
Pastor Leedle said nothing. He just sat there staring transfixed at a million ceramic shards strewn across the floor.
Mike's gaze panned across the room seeking some explanation, but no one else appeared to understand either. Mary's rage had broken--presumably under the force of confusion--though her face was still red, her breathing quick and deep. Desmond was rocking back-and-forth like a pendulum on speed. Mike suddenly became aware of a biting chill in the room, and instinctively crossed his arms in an effort to warm up.
Pastor Leedle said nothing. He just sat there staring transfixed at a million ceramic shards strewn across the floor.
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