Harmony Church was a small white wooden building. It's steeple pointed proudly skyward, and Crispin could just make out the shape of the old bell resting in its uppermost part. Dark, tall evergreens stood as sentinels behind the structure, and a large oval pond and babbling stream kept the old tombstones company in the cemetery beside the winding dirt trail leading up to its doorstep.
It was everything you might imagine when you said 'quaint, country church.'
Crispin could not believe how beautiful the little church was, in spite of the dreary gray light that fell about it.
"Beautiful," he murmured. "And so peaceful."
It was at that moment, the young preacher decided the congregation had picked the finest name possible for this small, but pristine, house of worship.
He tethered the mule. Cleared his throat, and stepped inside.
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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...
