Thyme to Live: a We Sisters Three Mystery
“I don’t know what I expected a Greenwich Village church catering to disparate immigrant populations to look like, but it wasn’t this. This structure was more than awe-inspiring. It was imposing. Commanding. Intimidating, even.
Get on with it, I told myself. Waffling around on the sidewalk wasn’t going to magically make the church shrink down to a more welcoming size.
Here we go.
I ran up the steps two at a time but paused in front of the door. I turned back to the street and gave Officer Yee a little wave then inhaled deeply. I took one last look skyward, leaning my head back to take in the massive double columns that flanked the door and the tall, stained-glass windows, then I pushed on the door and entered the dim narthex.
As soon as the door closed behind me, that uniquely churchy quiet filled my ears. I hesitated for a moment, wondering where everyone was. Officer Jennings came clattering down the stairs from the clerestory—you know, the loft-type place where the c...hoir stands?MoreLess
Get on with it, I told myself. Waffling around on the sidewalk wasn’t going to magically make the church shrink down to a more welcoming size.
Here we go.
I ran up the steps two at a time but paused in front of the door. I turned back to the street and gave Officer Yee a little wave then inhaled deeply. I took one last look skyward, leaning my head back to take in the massive double columns that flanked the door and the tall, stained-glass windows, then I pushed on the door and entered the dim narthex.
As soon as the door closed behind me, that uniquely churchy quiet filled my ears. I hesitated for a moment, wondering where everyone was. Officer Jennings came clattering down the stairs from the clerestory—you know, the loft-type place where the c...hoir stands?MoreLess
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