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Chapter 12: Fruits of the Spirit

We’re fighting over a pear. I refuse to surrender this juicy, ripe fruit and he isn’t having any of it. Grabbing my arm in an attempt to pry it out of my stubborn fingers, he’s underestimated my commitment to the pear and I put up a real fuss. But we’re laughing. We’re laughing? Yes, yes,…

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Having recently left a cult - I am now winging it for the real world. I have an appetite for goodness, kindness, hope and helpful hints.