After Forty-Five Years Apart, a Pastor Married His High School Sweetheart
He took a silver Parker pen from his pocket and laid it on the desk blotter beside my brass desk lamp.
“If you sign the voluntary resignation now,” Arthur said, “I can persuade the committee to release your full retirement package.”
I touched my brass wedding band and felt the cold edge of the metal under my thumb.
“And what becomes of the church land deed on Monday?” I asked.
“The trust management stays with the bank,” Arthur said, resting his hand on the back of my leather desk chair.
“As it has for forty-five years.”
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