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Wrote this for a flash fiction contest. Didn't win. The ending is quite abrupt, but I was operating on a word limit and couldn't think of any way to improve it.

I go to church every Sunday, every Friday night I attend vigils. I am a good, normal Christian woman. God knows me, and I know Him. And He is well pleased with me.

On Mondays to Fridays I go to work, after I drop my children off at school. My work as a banker is enough to pay for the bills, thankfully. I also thank God that I have my dead husband's insurance to pay some of the bills and to add to the children's university fund. The week is mundane—in between work, homework, and chores I occasionally watch a movie on a streaming service. I know it sounds boring, but I'm grateful to God for the life I have now. I could be dead, or homeless, but I'm not. Thank God.

On Sundays I go to church. Fridays are not enough to know God. Last Friday the visiting pastor said we should make amends if we've sinned against anyone. Does going to prison include part of amends? I hope not. I don't want to go to prison. Besides, I've already asked God for forgiveness. Isn't that enough to make amends?

David also planned a man's murder because he wanted what the man had. Didn't God forgive him?

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