Chapter 77
“Yes, holy.”
“I see,” Divinian said softly. “If that’s the way it is, I’m sure you won’t be seeing Satan again.” An easy smile lit up Divinian’s face as he said, “Come. I will see you safely home.”
“No tricks? I mean, I won’t wind up in Hell again, will I?”
“No, of course not. Now, if you will climb on, I believe the headwind into 2018 is just about right.”
Before taking off, Judas looked back, and in the far-off distance he could see Halfmoon Landing in the solemn early morning mist. The church bells had begun tolling out the hour, and although he couldn’t see them from where he was, he knew that in the graveyard beside the church two graves lay silent and still. Knowing that brought an ache to his heart. Age had crept upon the distressingly beautiful mansion and the old church, and he was thankful to be leaving. There was nothing left for him here.
He was going back to Sugar.
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