Greatwater Lake shepherd

something stirred in his chest, it reminded him of the woman, and harshly he shut it down within himself.

shame taking its place in the hollow of his breast.

he might have found himself in further agreement with the man but he said...gods. bartholomew only knew God. usually, he would have wielded a tactful tongue and strong hand, to correct this type of situation. but he was weaker and softened by the man who seemed to be...partially on the right path, perhaps.

i know of only one and his name is God. he started with, slow and soft.

but, perhaps...you could tell me of yours. there are...multiple?

he swallowed a lump in his throat.