Chapter Twenty
Chaplain Amy droned on. She decided to start out with the Lord’s Prayer and somehow managed to muff it halfway through. Apparently, during the weighty decision of choosing between trespasses and debts, she completely lost her place in the prayer and had to abandon praying altogether while the rest of the congregation continued on.
A hymn followed. Although Myrtle had always thought “Holy, Holy, Holy” a lovely hymn, there was unfortunately someone sitting behind Myrtle and Miles who was convinced he was an operatic quality singer. He croaked out the holies in a bellow that woke Ruby from her nap, making her fumble red-faced on the floor for her dropped service notes.
The door opened as they ended the hymn, and an old lady with a determined expression grabbed a vase of lili
