Cain had promised not to bring any more trouble to his table again. Abel knew better than to trust those words, but surprisingly enough they had held through for the last nine months. Longer than they had ever held. Abel was starting to believe Cain had really turned a new corner. Until the note.

“God loves a cheerful giver, we love any kind of giver, including dead ones. Pay the debt or your brother becomes an unpleasant sacrifice.”

It was attached to the pulpit like a huge beacon.

This demand would ruin him. It would leave nothing unscorched.

Photo prompt by Lisa Fox.
I am literally almost a week late to the writing challenge. But i thought better late than never. Thanks Rochelle for hosting the writing challenge friday fictiooners. Thank you for visiting my blog today.

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