Easter Retold: Part Three

Without any more delay, the third part in the saga of Dustin McCabe   Part three Dustin's followers, except Michael Morris, who had shot himself upon realizing what he had done, were in their room in the Bluebird in. A chair was pushed beneath the door, and they had hardly slept in the past two …

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Easter Retold: Part Two

This continues my imagining of the Easter story. The mountain was only a mile from the city. Upon its slopes were forests, thick with vegetation. Some parts of the land were used for logging, but here, where Dustin McCabe would often go, was the apple orchards. The fall harvest had yet to happen, and the …

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