“STOP!”
Oh, to have said even that one word!
It’s Youth Sunday at our metaphysical church. The teens have sung and rapped and prayed to great acclaim and gone back to their room for a break. I stay and listen to the minister’s sermon knowing my cohorts, Barry* and Franklin* are back there with the teens maintaining order.
As soon as the talk is over I head down the long hall towards the teen room, ready to…