“After a while, most jump-criers backslide to middle rows,” PG babbled, yelling away the tunnel’s darkness. “They drag their accountability groups along, feeling bad about not feeling the right kind of good, then feel the wrong kind of good until they feel bad enough to try the right kind of good again!” “Careful,” said Sophie. PG saying the quiet parts literally loudly was risking our paintball mission and making church sound bad to Alexa’s lost soul.
