‘I’m going to call you the next time he comes in,’ she told Fat. ‘I’m not going to be there alone with him. There isn’t enough money in the Bishop’s Discretionary Fund to pay me for putting up with Jack Barbina, especially on what they do pay me, which is about half what Eddy makes, the little fairy.’ To Sherri, the world was divided up among slackers, maniacs, junkies, homosexuals and back-stabbing friends. She also had little use for Mexicans and blacks. Fat used to wonder at her total lack of Christian charity, in the emotional sense. How could – why would – Sherri want to work in a church
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