The Truth Against The World (2014) - Plot & Excerpts
It is not easy to hide from time. Welsh proverb The day of the funeral, the sun came out for the first time in a week. Gee Gee would have been happy to see it, the golden rays painting the hillsides and dappling tree-shadows on the ground. I had to squint against the brightness, look away. As we arrived at the Methodist chapel, there were already a few people wearing somber colors gathered outside, speaking in quiet, muffled voices. A small group. Maybe more would arrive soon. I walked up the path leading through the churchyard, my parents behind me. Unlike the Anglican church on the east side of the town, there was no wooden-roofed lych-gate leading into the yard, no elaborate stained glass or ornate carvings. It was just a simple, whitewashed stone building with square windows and a squat clock tower with a heavy-looking bell inside. The bell was green with patina, and weathered; it looked as if it hadn’t been used in decades.
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