Michael Malone - Weebly

God like piglets at a sow, shepherded there by their
babbling pastor.
There at the rail the congregation knelt, different
sizes and colors and ages all scrunched together as the
smiling Father Highwick and the serious, radiant
Jonathan walked among them offering a corpse's body
and blood as gifts, Walter told himself as he felt the
slight weight of the woman lean into him. Some at the
rail he recognized. Mr. and Mrs. Ernest Ransom were
handsome even from the rear. Beside Priss, Tracy
Canopy, and next to her the emaciated wraith of what
looked like the sort of old derelict Walter suspected he
would someday become if he didn't stop drinking, an
old man with matted hair and no socks, and next to him
the huge bulk of Otto Scaper, and next to him two
teenagers, one blind, and next to them Walter walked
slowly beside the bent figure of Prudence Lattice, just
as Priss Ransom, starting to stand, nearly stumbled
back to her knees at the sight of him. For as Walter
attempted to disconnect himself from her arm, Prudence
plopped down onto the purple cushion and pulled him
down with her. Toward them came the rector with the