Chapter Seventeen •

It was one of those Sundays, Mark decided to go to church not doing clean up in his car or leaving the house early in the morning to a place only he knows . Kamsi was glad not just because he was going to church but that her plan would work better with his presence in church.

They got to the church when a woman was singing worship in front of the congregation. It was the new building. They used white plastic seats instead of wooden pews that were familiar to Anglican churches.

The usher led them to a seat at the middle row but Mark did...