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Love the Sinner
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Chapter 7:- Brother Johnson
Taking his place at the altar, Father Garrison let the sack fall open. “Brother Miller tells me you prefer to slaughter the offerings yourself,” he said, opening the taped plastic. He touched the wound at the lamb’s neck, flicking the blood on his fingers into a bowl of ashes. Mara said nothing. “Is this true?”
Mara winced at the attention. She chewed her lips, thinking hard for a response. “Who is Brother Miller?” Her voice was hoarse. Unused.
“Brother Miller,” Garrison echoed, “is the farmer you buy your monthly lamb from. You didn’t know his name?”
“He never told me.”
Taking his place at the altar, Father Garrison let the sack fall open. “Brother Miller tells me you prefer to slaughter the offerings yourself,” he said, opening the taped plastic. He touched the wound at the lamb’s neck, flicking the blood on his fingers into a bowl of ashes. Mara said nothing. “Is this true?”
Mara winced at the attention. She chewed her lips, thinking hard for a response. “Who is Brother Miller?” Her voice was hoarse. Unused.
“Brother Miller,” Garrison echoed, “is the farmer you buy your monthly lamb from. You didn’t know his name?”
“He never told me.”
