But what happens to a little church building when the doors are shut for the last time?
As the lock clicks, does it feel like the end, like the clatter of so many dirt clods bouncing off its coffin lid?
Many years had passed since the church had held its last service. The paint had peeled so off its wooden siding that the building had a sad gray air about it. The roof sagged and many of its shingles littered the yard.
The church building lived inside its straitjacket of perpetual gloomy hopelessness, so I never ventured into its dark, foreboding walls to play.
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Love Songs: The Wrong Note - A Collection of Short Stories
General FictionA second volume of short stories in the Love Songs collection. Many of the stories in this collection focus on the theme of love and how it sometimes goes wrong. A large collection of stories that run the gamut from humorous to tragic. 1. Love Songs...
