Chapter 33

Christmas dinner with Noah’s family was okay, and everyone got along. For once, his grandfather had accompanied Grandma to his parents’ home. The only bump in an otherwise pleasant day came when Noah casually mentioned to his grandmother that he’d signed up for the confirmation class and was planning to join the Episcopal church.

That had prompted a minor tirade from his father. Grandma, bless her heart, put a stop to it, saying, “Good Lord, William, you’re acting as though Noah had just told you he was planning to worship with a satanic cult. There’s nothing wrong with the Episcopal church. In fact, his great-great-grandparents were Episcopal, as were their parents all the way back to the time they came over from England.”

Noah should have kept his mouth shut at that, but something compelled him to say, “Thank you, Grandma. The members of that church are a wonderful bunch of people, and I’ve never felt so much Christian love and fellowship anywhere.”