It was a rainy Friday evening in Waxahachie, Texas . . .

Small white country church with steeple

The pastor peered out the window through the heavy downpour.

“Where’s Wendell?” he asked.

“He’s in the bathroom,” Billy replied. “He had the chili.” He went back to digging in his ear, his finger making a squicking sound that could be heard over the rain.


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Topic: “Heavy”

 

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