Wendy hung up, and she received the address over text.If it had been anywhere else, Rosalyn probably wouldn't have gone. But the address was a church, and that surprised her.It was already evening and getting dark.The fact that Wendy invited her to a church made Rosalyn, who had been half uninterested, suddenly a bit curious.Curiosity killed the cat, but sometimes people couldn't help themselves. Since it was a church and Rosalyn felt a sense of reverence, she drove over.When Rosalyn arrived, the church was empty. The old lamps along the path glowed dim and solemn. She didn't call Wendy because she saw Wendy's car.Rosalyn followed the path into the church. The smell of burning candles filled the air and brought a calm she had not felt all day. Her tense, strained body relaxed.Julia had lived by prayer. Growing up, Rosalyn had been taken to churches often. Whenever she was sick, Julia would take her to the priest, and more often than not, it helped.For that reason, Rosal
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