“Hold the fuck up,” he said. “The church on the right feels different.
Let’s go in.”
Luke turned and climbed the steps. He expected the large wooden doors to
be heavy, but they opened easily with one arm.
by Rip Peterson
“Hold the fuck up,” he said. “The church on the right feels different.
Let’s go in.”
Luke turned and climbed the steps. He expected the large wooden doors to
be heavy, but they opened easily with one arm.