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Silence came, stretched out interminably before he went on "The fish in ht Their air filter was turned off The te my face closely "Do you believe any of what I've just told you?'

I fixed my eyes on the blue-misted mountains with their soft, rounded tops to reed rows

, their upthrust, moss-covered bosoms all that remained My eyes lifted to the sky, deeply blue, and the featherbrushed storold clouds behind the a better day

Under such skies as this, surrounded by the same mountains, Chris, Cory, Carrie and I had faced terrors while God watched My fingers nervously wiped away those invisible cobwebs, trying to find the right words to say

"Moive up on Bart We can't trust his now-andthen love for us He needs professional help again Truthfully, I've always believed he had a great deal of love within him that he didn't kno to release or express And here I a We can't drive him out of his own home-- unless ant him declared insane and put in an institution I don't want that to happen, and I know you don't So, all we can do is leave And isn't it funny--now I don't want to go, even when rown accustomed to this house; I love it here, so I risk ht happen today keepsin my life is boredom"

I wasn't half listening to Jory

My eyes widened as I saw Deirdre and Darren following Joel and Bart to the small chapel, which had its own outside door that could be reached froardens They disappeared inside, and the door closed

I forgot my basket of cut roses and ju the twins from Bart, from Joel? Then I felt foolish, for why should she feel that Bart or Joel was a threat to two such soodbye to Jory, told him not to worry, I'd be back in a few ether "Jory, you will be all right if I leave you alone for a few moments?"

"Sure, Moave me a batteryoperated tay intercom Trevor can be fully trusted

Believing wholeheartedly in our butler's loyalty, I sped after the foursome already in the chapel

Minutes later I sneaked through the small downstairs inside door to enter the chapel that Joel had told Bart was truly necessary if he were to redeem his soul from sin It was a small room that tried to duplicate what many old castles and palaces contained for fa behind the first peith Darren on one side and Deirdre on the other Joel stood behind the pulpit, his gray head bowed as he began to pray Stealthily I inched myself closer to hide in the shadow of an arch strut

"We don't like it here," complained Deirdre in a loud whisper to Bart

"Be quiet This is God's place," Bart warned

"I hearaway from Bart

"You cannot possibly hear your cat, or any cat crying from such a distance Besides, it's not your kitty It's Trevor's kitten, which he only allows you to play with"