Chapter 23
PhilipThe following morning, Philip sat at the back of the church. The weight he carried in his heart made it difficult to stand and do anything. With his head bowed, he wished that he could heed God’s words in the effortless ways that he conveyed it to others. I’m a hypocrite, he thought.
“What is it that weighs on your heart, Philip?”
Philip looked up to find Reverend Paul standing over him.
“May I?” Paul asked.
Philip nodded and made space for the vicar to sit down. Before Philip returned to the United States, he too had been a vicar, and he’d given many years of service in South East Asia; the last being in the Philippines. It was only after Warren’s death that he had returned to Carlton Bay—a fact that he had never once admitted to anyone until he told Madison on Chris
