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JAMES
The late afternoon storm came in quick, like they always did. Usually, I was attuned to bad weather, but Tennessee was a definite distraction. And when she was making herself come for the first time, to see her when she found her peak… we could have been caught in a stampede of buffalo and I wouldn’t have known.
Travis Point was over the rise and we made it there just as the rain began to fall. The church, at the end of the main thoroughfare, was the closest building and we took refuge within. The only sound was the rain hitting the roof, the interior warm from being closed up on a summer’s day.
Windows flanked both sides of the building, the ceiling lofted, the altar at the far end from the entry doors. Rows of pews lined up on both sides of a central aisle. The sparse space w
