Max hid his face in the dirt.
“What’s wrong?” Desiree asked.
“I’m wrong.” He answered. “They say I’m an abomination.”
“So is everyone until God takes your heart and changes it.” Desiree’s
smile was kind.
“Does it hurt?”
“Sometimes. But afterwards you’re no longer an abomination.”
She took his hand.
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