Everything in Its Place
Chapter 1
Ray held himself still, squeezed between the hard end of the pew and the frumpy sister in a flamboyant hat. She was eyeing him as if he were a thick, juicy steak. The tie was choking him. The thin socks pulled at the hairs on his legs. The hard-soled leather shoes cramped his feet. Not because they were too small, but because he rarely wore them anymore. These days he wore sneakers. He felt out of place. He was only here because it was so important to his mother. Her talk about dying wishes and all had dragged him here. She was only seventy-two -- and a spry seventy-two at that.
He'd grown up in this church. Well, not this church. The old church. The old sanctuary with the creaking fans, the offering table his father had built, and the old, dark pews. He couldn't remember exactly how long it had been since he'd been here. ... read full excerpt from Everything In Its Place ebook
