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All Dried Up
by
Sandra Deden
“Memere, there's your church,” said Lucas, age 3. His mother, a one-time atheist turned agnostic who finds spirituality in a stand of pines in the woods, grass pushing through a cobblestone sidewalk, and other safe places that do not involve human egos, smiled.
“Where's your church?” said Memere, a devout Catholic and two-time novitiate who reluctantly left the church and mothered four children instead of Jesus.
“My church is all dried up,” said Lucas; Mother and Memere wince. Lucas laughs like a god. |
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