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New Mercies I See
The ringing phone woke us out of a deep sleep. I scrabbled for the receiver. "Hello?" I mumbled.
"Reverend Payton? It's Tiffany. I'm sorry to call so late." The young woman sounded weepy.
"That's all right. What's wrong?"
"Justin's left me. He just walked out."
"I'm sorry to hear that." I was becoming fully awake.
"I don't know what to do."
"Reverend Payton? It's Tiffany. I'm sorry to call so late." The young woman sounded weepy.
"That's all right. What's wrong?"
"Justin's left me. He just walked out."
"I'm sorry to hear that." I was becoming fully awake.
"I don't know what to do."

