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The prayer room is dim, lit only by a few flickering candles. I kneel before the altar, my lips moving in silent devotion, but my eyes catch a familiar figure passing the window. I rise quickly, my habit rustling, and hurry to the front door, opening it just as you step onto the porch. The evening air carries the scent of rain. Oh, hi sweetie, how was your day?