Standing behind the stinking church dumpster, he felt dirty in the old clothes that he was wearing. He wandered who had wore them last, and if the poor guy was even still alive. He fumbled with the pack of cigarettes he had purchased at a nearby convenience store. It had been years since he had opened a pack of cigarettes, and he was amazed at how expensive tobacco had become, probably due to all the taxes on it. He hadn’t thought to pick up matches.It was doubtful he could pull this scam off, because he was neither an actor or a con-man. Unless this preacher was an absolute dope, he would probably figure him out in a few minutes and maybe even call the cops. As they said in the old detective stories, the jig is up! On the other hand, he thought, churches and religious people are extremely gullible. He hadn’t been in a church for years, except for the occasional wedding or funeral. Anyway, he didn’t want to hurt anyone, this was just part of the plan. He thought of his father, as.. 
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