By: Ardis E. Parshall - July 18, 2012 Cathedral of Peace By Dorothy Clapp Robinson Previous chapter Chapter Eight Staggering slightly, Carolyn went out of the yard, over the uncertain footbridge across West Fork, into the shadows of the bottoms. Oblivious to brush and undergrowth she walked woodenly on, her body one dull point of pain. At the Cathedral she stopped. stiffly, she sat down upon the fallen log. The shadows deepened. Sti...
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