Finding the Rhythm

Finding the Rhythm 

by Emily Provance

 

Wednesday, November 9th, I call the building manager.

“What’s the earliest we can book the meetinghouse?”

“Five.”

“What time do we have to be out?”

“Nine-thirty.”

“Okay. We’ll worship from five to nine-thirty.”

 

I text a friend.

This is so scary. Back from him—I hear you. Remember: Love is stronger than fear. From me—I know.