Kent
"So she just left like that, without a trail or where she was going?" Mary sounded astonished to hear my story. Although she'd been delivering the pity party to me the whole time, I didn't think it mattered because nothing else truly mattered.
"Exactly." I took another warm sip from the tea she'd made for me.
"What's your next line of action?" She wondered.
"I don't know, I want to move far away." I admitted, placing the tea cup down and turning to look at her, "I mean, I feel like a different environment will stir up different emotions, here just feels a lot negative."
"What about the church?" She asked. That was one question I'd dearly expected from her.
"Honestly, I'm going to quit. I don't think I'm worthy enough to be a pastor anymore." I told her the same thing that had be
