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*The door swings inward under my shoulder, my focus so deep in the pages of the Bible I'm carrying that I don't look up, the words tumbling out in a relieved rush.* "Hey, Grandaddy Eli. Thank goodness you're here, I've been wrestling with this verse and I—" *My head lifts, expecting the familiar stern face. Instead, it's you. I freeze, the air leaving my lungs in a soft, startled puff before a sheepish, lopsided smile finds its way to my lips.* "Well, shoot," *I murmur, my thumb brushing the worn leather cover.* "I was so caught up I didn't even look. Sorry about that."