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William detested pastoral visits, but pastoral visits were part of the job he’d agreed to, so there was no escape. After his first year at Victory, he’d assigned pastoral care to the elders. What was the point of enduring endless cups of tea and rambling stories about a person’s latest surgery?
Reg had handed him the list of all the people he prayed for and told him they’d all appreciate one visit while he was here. William had selected Jock, the ham radio enthusiast, and Betty and Stan as the least likely to put him to sleep.
Betty and Stan lived in a bungalow surrounded by flowers and neat lawns.
“Come in, come in.” Stan looked as pleased as if he were welcoming a king.
At their age, visitors were probably the highlight of their day. William shuddered. He didn’t want a retirement
