Today's OneWord: Church

There was an old bible I picked up from the church still sitting in the corner of my bedroom as I packed my last suitcase. I wasn't even sure why I had kept the thing - maybe I had simply forgotten about it, and it certainly looked as if it had, appearing to be more dust than leather or paper. Still, I picked the bible up and brushed away the sheet of age, staring at the stamped golden letters on its cover.

Why did I snatch this from the church? I guess because it reminded me of her.

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