"Yeah?"
"Don't go far. I've got some things I want you to do."
"What?" he said patiently.
"Hauling trash out of the basement. Helping me move some of the potted plants around in front."
"Sure," he said. "I'll be back."
We went past another church on the way to Howie's. The sign was the same there. THIS IS THE DAY THE WORLD ENDS! They never said more than that. They wanted it to hang in our minds, something we couldn't quite touch, but we knew was there.
Paul jerked his head at the sign. "What do you think of it?"