So we had communion again this past Sunday. Frankly and I both reached for the tray at the same time. Let's just say I'm glad I was wearing navy blue. And even though the cups are tiny and hold just a little bit of juice, it can, somehow, go everywhere.
On the other hand, Gregory did let me listen to the sermon with only a dozen or so interruptions.
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