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Chapter 12

           Ifeverybodygivesonemoredime,we’llhaveit"ReverendSykeswavedhishandandcalledtosomeoneinthebackofthechurch."Alec,shutthedoors.Nobodyleavesheretillwehavetendollars."

           Calpurniascratchedinherhandbagandbroughtforthabatteredleathercoinpurse."NawCal,"Jemwhispered,whenshehandedhimashinyquarter,"wecanputoursin.Gimmeyourdime,Scout."

           Thechurchwasbecomingstuffy,anditoccurredtomethatReverendSykesintendedtosweattheamountdueoutofhisflock.Fanscrackled,feetshuffled,tobacco-chewerswereinagony.

           ReverendSykesstartledmebysayingsternly,"CarlowRichardson,Ihaven’tseenyouupthisaisleyet."

           Athinmaninkhakipantscameuptheaisleanddepositedacoin.Thecongregationmurmuredapproval.

           ReverendSykesthensaid,"Iwantallofyouwithnochildrentomakeasacrificeandgiveonemoredimeapiece.Thenwe’llhaveit."

           Slowly,painfully,thetendollarswascollected.Thedoorwasopened,andthegustofwarmairrevivedus.ZeebolinedOnJordan’sStormyBanks,andchurchwasover.

           Iwantedtostayandexplore,butCalpurniapropelledmeuptheaisleaheadofher.Atthechurchdoor,whileshepausedtotalkwithZeeboandhisfamily,JemandIchattedwithReverendSykes.Iwasburstingwithquestions,butdecidedIwouldwaitandletCalpurniaanswerthem.

           "Wewere‘speciallygladtohaveyouallhere,"saidReverendSykes."Thischurchhasnobetterfriendthanyourdaddy."

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