Sunday, Bloody Sunday
The Carlingtons lived in Cambridge Springs, Pennsylvania, where this story took place. That morning, the crisp air was enriched with beaming sunshine and the breeze was invigorating – the calm that followed a particularly stormy night.
Sunday Bloody Sunday
James struggled to rise that Sunday morning. Sleep had not come easily with all the hammering rain and billowing wind. Still, the Carlingtons dragged themselves out of bed and prepared for church. Not that this otherwise peaceful day of worship would end well.
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James sleepily fried up some breakfast for him and Sarah and then promptly drove off for their usual 10 am religious obligation. After a reinvigorating mass, the couple drove back home with one thing on their minds: chores.
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While James leisurely drove down that familiar highway, he began visualizing what needed doing, specifically in his backyard. The Carlingtons’ kids had long moved out, and now the couple took care of their empty nest, full time.
