June dribbles - 13

Mothers cried while children played and fathers killed the meat for sacrifice. Grandfather prayed. Saved, that’s what he said. Saved from wind, rain and flood. Saved from sinners who wouldn’t obey. Saved from… but saved for what? Mothers cried, wondering how to rebuild their lives. Fathers whispered, “We’ll be okay.”

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