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“Sure,” I said, hoping I sounded normal and not like a priest trying to fight an erection in public. “No problem.”
Millie was approximately one hundred and thirty years old, but she was not only one of my most active parishioners, but the sharp-as-a-tack bookkeeper for the church.
“Whatever happens after this, I just want you to know that this was worth it. You were worth it. You were worth everything.”
The difference between envy and jealousy is subtle but distinct, once you know the flavors and contours of both.
