Here
is a passage from an international bestseller. I changed two words. The name in
the book is not “Smith,” but I didn’t want to give the title away by citing the
name, which would be easy to google. Other than that, this is exactly as it’s
written in the book.
By
the way, this is the second time I’ve tried to read this book. This is about
where I quit last time, but since everyone tells me I need to read it, I’m
going to push on a little further. I’m reeling already, though, so we’ll see
how far I make it. I’ll reveal more about this book later.
QUOTE:
“Smith
straightened sharply when he spied the tiny silver cross on the other side of
the chaplain’s collar. He was thoroughly astonished, for he had never really
talked with a chaplain before.
‘You’re
a chaplain,’ he exclaimed ecstatically. ‘I didn’t know you were a chaplain.’
‘Why,
yes,’ the chaplain answered. ‘Didn’t you know I was a chaplain?’
‘Why,
no. I didn’t know you were a chaplain.’ Smith stared at him with a big,
fascinated grin. ‘I’ve never really seen a chaplain before.’
The
chaplain flushed again and gazed down at his hands.
