Honor Thy Mother
Copyright © 2012 Kaylee Fox
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The air was cool, a light breeze blowing in the air, evident by the slight sway of the leaves on the trees. Rebecca and I had just pulled into a church parking lot, a brief stop on our trip to Las Vegas. I killed the engine; we stepped out of the car and walked to the church, the sound of crunching gravel ringing out as we walked. It was an old church, the stonework was crumbling, and moss was creeping up the sides and big oak doors that looked weathered.