Wild Dreams [Story Collection]
“Come, let me introduce you properly.”
Pastor Josh was standing near the altar with his wife and two identical little girls clinging to her legs. His wife was pretty — warm smile, modest dress. The twins looked about six years old.
“Stephen, this is my wife, Rachel, and our daughters, Grace and Mercy,” Pastor Josh said smoothly, one arm wrapped around his wife’s waist.
I swallowed hard, forcing a polite smile. “Nice to meet you, ma’am. Hello, girls.”
Rachel greeted me kindly. Then Pastor Josh leaned in and kissed his wife tenderly on the lips — a soft, loving peck that made her blush. It was such a perfect husband-and-father image that it made my stomach twist. How could this be the same man