"Communion Day"

An excerpt from “Communion Day”
by A. Craig Newman

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The doors at the rear of the sanctuary opened. Two large ushers entered with Monty between them, ankles shackled together, and wrists bound to his waist. The larger men walked with a slow but steady gait, dragging Monty between them by holding his arms.
“What’s going on?” he screamed. “What the hell is wrong with you people? ! Let me go!” Monty screamed and struggled. The ushers’ grip were like solid ice. They moved at a steady glacial pace down the aisle. He saw Celeste seated in her pew as he passed by. “Celeste? Celeste! Help me!” The ushers stopped at the front of the sanctuary before the pulpit and the throne. They turned to face the church “Celeste!” Monty screamed.
“Celeste,” the pastor said, calmly, “your husband calls to you.”
“Yes, Pastor,” Celeste said before struggling to her feet. She waddled over to Monty and the ushers. “Yes, honey?” she asked when she stood before him.
Monty shook as if it were cold. He looked at her with wide and scared eyes. “What-what-what the hell is going on? What is this place? Who are these people?”
“It’s Communion Day,” she said in the calm, even tone of a teacher. “This is my church, and this is my family.”
Monty looked about quickly. “Honey-honey, get me out of here. We’ve got to get out of here.”
“It’s Communion Day,” she said, placing a hand on his cheek. “We must all make sacrifices. ”

14 Jul 2025

An excerpt from “Communion Day”by A. Craig Newman

An excerpt from “Communion Day”
by A. Craig Newman