Chapter 12

Jamey dialed the number. The man who answered sounded almost familiar. “Mary Frances Currey—is she there? She left this number.” A pause and he heard his mother’s voice.

“Jamey? I’m at Pastor Carl’s. I had to call you and tell you that you can be saved. God hates the sin, but He loves the sinner. It’s not too late. You can be free of this demon, you can escape the lightning of the Lord’s wrath—”

Jamey hung up, crying.

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October 14, the next evening