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By

Jonathan Wakefield

SHORT STORY: “Propagation”

Don’t know why, but I picked that vial up off the floor and put it on my desk. I kept meaning to trash it, but never did. Just couldn’t stop thinking about the change I’d seen in you after you drank it. And, I know this is weird, but I almost felt that vial staring at me. Finally, the feeling got to me too much, and I drank it. Now I know.

Why?

I’m embarrassed to admit that I had never given the question much thought. I had always taken it for granted that God existed, but I couldn’t tell you why, other than it just seemed right. And my lack of conviction manifested itself in my behavior while I was in college...