Hilltown Church

Mon, 07 Sep 2026 00:00:00 +0000

Damodar turned to me abruptly and whispered: “I want you to listen to me carefully.”

I was startled, and rather apprehensive at his sudden shift in tone.

“I need you to just trust me for three hours. Please, just follow along, as if there is nothing out of the ordinary.”

He looked at me with concerned, serious brown eyes, and I stared back, puzzled. He was grinning. I was worried. He continued.

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