Nine
We walked into a small restaurant type place. You can almost see the coffee grounds in the air. Wooden tables like the ones at the burger place, they may have been made by the same person who made the others. There was a gentleman waiting for us who was shorter than me, but only by a couple of inches. Once the three of us entered, he closed the door behind us and put up his ‘Closed’ sign. He sat us at a table in the front corner by the window and asked us if we wanted anything. The three of us just ordered regular coffee. There were already cups in front of us so he brought over a carafe of coffee and poured it in.
“I want you guys to feel free to ask me any question I will give you whatever the answer is. You need to know that I have nothing to hide, I know the church seems differe
