Devourer of Souls
“I kin see Pastor Evans ain’t raised himself no dummy. Yer startin to grapple wit the big picture, now. Indeed, I’m meetin wit some of yer adolescents right now, talkin bout servin Him in their everyday lives. An I’m sittin right here, havin meself a nice relaxin smoke an a fine talk with you.”
Something hit me, just then—an idea or notion—but it slipped away before I could fully grasp it. “How? How can you be in two places at once?”
The man in yellow cocked his head, his odd, slightly unpleasant smile still in place. “Many things odd’n strange are possible when we walk in His Unknowable Glory’n Grace. Mayhap ye’ll learn that, by’n by.”
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