The Godsend of River Grove

by Rob Summers

Chapter 8 Frozen in Place

  From: “C K Pelham”

  To:

  Sent: Thursday, September 21, 2000 7:00 PM

  Subject: Eddie told me

  So you did it. Dug up those old minutes, I mean, and mailed them out to everyone in the church. Your accomplice Eddie confessed all when I talked to him on the phone. Good boy. I would have called you but I decided to e-mail and then there was a long delay in getting my e-mail account set up. Eddie also says the house is a mess, and if he notices it, it must really be bad. That’s all right, just so you feed him and keep him in clean clothes. And you’re seeing Evan Marklestan, are you? A nice guy, I think. Len and Anna Ellen must approve? But what do you think of him?

  Hila, I hope your war on Ollie Fulborne is not inspired by what I did years ago. To this day I am ashamed of having stooped to using his diary, using his private thoughts against him. How many of us would hold up to that kind of scrutiny? It seems that in Ollie’s case it was justified, but lately I don’t think so. Why don’t you get yourself one of those WWJD wristbands---you know He wouldn’t send out anonymous mailings. I’m not condemning you. But I’d say the sooner you admit that you’re the source of the mailings, the better it will go for you. As for Ollie, “vengeance is Mine saith the Lord.” Right?

  I need to go to my mission team prayer meeting. The translating is going fine. Love ya, Hila. I’ll be back on Dec. 16 or 17. Stay in touch.