I shook my head, smiling. “You went from preaching to huckstering.” As soon as it was out of my mouth I realized it was a mean thing to say, but the idea of my old minister turning tips still boggled my mind. He wasn’t offended, though. He just gave his perfectly knotted tie a final admiring look in the mirror, and tipped me a wink. “No difference,” he said. “They’re both just a matter of convincing the rubes.
