Holden wanted to take his Bible to church this morning so he was scrambling around his room at the last minute in search of one. The only one we could find was the New Testament version my father had given to Holden. On our way to church, Holden was flipping through the Bible and looked at the published date in the front and announced, "I don't know why they call this Bible new. It was printed in 1996."
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