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Sunday Afternoon by Brittany Bennett

In by New Author on October 30, 2010 at 11:29 am

It wasn’t therapy.
There was no doctor, just the pastor, who leaned in his creaking chair—away while making a point, closer when her father was talking; there was no long couch to stretch out on, only the matching burgundy chairs where she and her father sat, her perfectly still, legs crossed, him constantly shifting, gripping the golden knobs. There were no hand puppets, no inkblots, just what the pastor called his “toolkit”—a Bible, well-worn, hi-lited, handouts with small headings she couldn’t read, and a paperback book with a laminated cover titled Secret Sin: When God’s People Choose Abortion.

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