We were reading the paper on the couch this morning when a car stopped in front of a house across the street. They parked in a really unusual place so I stared at it for a bit. Two women and a man slowly got out. I knew in an instant they were Jehovah’s Witnesses. They worked their way up and down the street before ringing our bell while we mulled over whether or not to lay into them for turning our friend Cheryl against the Covid vaccine. Cheryl went JW and believes that vaccinations are interfering with divine providence. Three years later and she is still battling long Covid.
When they finally did ring our bell they were so sweet I couldn’t bring myself to say a word. They handed me a pamphlet with a hunky-looking Jesus on the front and an invitation to a “Memorial of Jesus’s Death” and a bible talk entitled “The Resurrection: Victory Over Death!” They headed down to the last house on our street, Jared’s. He is an outspoken atheist and he would surely give them a piece of his mind.
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