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"Since you brought it up, is that what they’re saying at church?" she asked Crystal "That I’m a saint?"

"I wouldn’t know"

She knew Crystal would try to be coy for about ten seconds, then dish the dirt Three, two, one

"Yeah, so that A whole slew of thes, the Weavers, and the Worshams? They don’t believe it"

"Glad you took a poll"

"No, you know People just talk Sole’s good graces without"

"Without?"

"I guess, not being all that churchy"

"The wild girl that got kicked out of Wednesday discussion group, you mean"

"You did?" Crystal appeared amazed Her entry into the fold was relatively recent

"It was a long tiht ‘discuss’ meant open your mouth, my mistake And it was Hester that kicked me out, just so you know Not Pastor Bobby"

"Did you used to wear so to church? Tammy said it was like this little shawl that went around your neck and had the head biting the tail"

"A fox stole Dovey found it soainst me Wouldn’t there be, like, a statute of limitations on wardrobe offenses?"

"Okay, but there’s other ones, like Sister Cox? She’s all, love your neighbor and everything I think they do believe so happened up on that mountain Like, you know, ato co to see You’d be amazed"

Dellarobia had not been back up the mountain since the day with her in-laws Hester had taken full charge of the traffic of visitors, which seeed to Mountain Fellowship The church and Hester had their own petwas a career option for Dellarobia, they wouldn’t let her shoearing a toddler as a pendant and a kindergartner for a shin guard But still, when the groups passed behind her house to get to the High Road, Dellarobia snapped down the blinds, feeling so had been stolen frooing to ask you? It’s no big thing I wrote this letter, and I wondered if you would look at it? You’re good at spelling and stuff"