THE SOUND OF A CHURCH BELL calling the locals to morning service woke me before the birds the following morning. Sunday. A full week since I’d arrived. When I thought about everything that happened over the last week, it made my head spin. I was about to turn over and try and go back to sleep when I had the overwhelming urge to go to church. My French w…
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