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22Mike Di Librio stopped by to see his minister early on a Friday evening in mid-May. To his dismay Bob Millson had already begun to pack his belongings. "Jumpin' the gun, aren't you, Rev? I heard the suspension's not permanent." "You need to understand, Mike, once the glass is broken there's no gluing it back together. Especially in a congregation with a history like this one, once they doubt your competence, once they have something on you there's no going back to the way it was. And the fact is, it was never great. Present company excepted." "I didn't realize it was that bad," Di Librio observed after accepting a seat at the kitchen table. "It's because of people like you and Jennie that we stayed as long as we did. Also, we wanted to provide the kids with some stability. But with M

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