Chapter 112 - Planned Shenanigans

I spotted them again the next morning at church, huddled with the rest of their clan like a pack of self-righteous wolves. Donna and I were putting on our best "good little Catholic girls" act, though I had a sneaking suspicion we might soon start slipping into the pews of the Lutheran church pastored by our neighbor, the oh-so-virtuous Reverend Hess. As soon as the service let out, I made a beeline for Patrick in the parking lot, deliberately brushing past little Gracie as if she were invisible.