Chapter 118 Zealous

I had to be strong... or least, pretend like I was.

"Just 'fine'?" Matt chuckled, setting his fork down. "We’ve been praying for your swift recovery, Abby. The whole congregation has. You are a testimony of God’s grace."

My mother squeezed my hand under the table, her grip bruising. 'Smile,' the p...

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