The minister seemed deeply troubled by my words, and I could see that he believed me. Though I was never sure that he fully heard and understood what I had meant.
I waited for a moment as the minister considered his next words. He didn’t speak, however; he simply motioned for me to follow him. We both moved into the back room as he shut the door and lit the candle on his desk. I couldn’t understand what was happening fully until I could see that the minister was placing the journal and the paper into his desk. He pulled out another journal and laid it out on his desk. He opened the journal to the middle and then read for a moment. I waited patiently.
“Mr. Price, I have a lot happening today. Could I come by tomorrow and assist you with the manor?” I nodded as the minister continued, “Wha
