It is Sunday morning, and Dionisio A. Lind cannot find the balm in Gilead.
He is not looking for salvation, just the sheet music for the spiritual “There Is a Balm in Gilead.” The person who tidied up Mr. Lind’s office during the week has organized things in a way he cannot make sense of. “God, I could kill him,” Mr. Lind says.
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