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“They say the fabric ripped down the middle at the moment he died.”

“The sacrifice had been made. We were now invited to God’s house.”

“You’ll be cursed if you sew the hole.”

“You’ll be blessed if you touch the divine shreds.”

“I don’t know any of this. But, I can sew. My child is sick. I need the money.”

“What was it like to touch the veil?”

“It felt like any other thick curtain needing mending. Until, I finished. A wave of despair fell over me. As if God had turned from me or had hid himself. What could I do? I am a seamstress not a priestess. Do you think I will be forgiven for undoing what God has done? Can we ever undo God’s work?”