“Not since ’72 when the Sainted Soul Stirrers of Solomon–that traveling gospel band with the Jewish bassist from Arkansas–came to town had the church been so full. Just people atop people. Cars and trucks scattered about the church lawn. Someone’s rust-covered pickup loaded down with lumber was parked against the crucifix in the center of the lawn, as if Jesus had gotten down off the cross and decided to make a run to the hardware store.”
Jason Mott, The Returned
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