There was a small crucifix above the door to his room; it had been there since he'd been a little boy. He stared up at the tiny Jesus-but there was no point in praying. The die was cast; what was done was done. (Robert J. Sawyer)

There was a small crucifix above the door to his room; it had been there since he'd been a little boy. He stared up at the tiny Jesus-but there was no point in praying. The die was cast; what was done was done.

Robert J. Sawyer

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