The Rev. Jess Felici looked out from her pulpit at her tiny flock.
"Our closing hymn comes from our green books, Number 492," she said. The pianist struck up the opening notes. And the pastor walked right down the aisle and out the church door, leaving her congregants still singing without her.
She turned on her car. Drove down the gravel road until she reached the paved one. Took the hairpin turns down into the valley and back up the next mountain.
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