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Salvation. They chatted pleasantly with her and were sweet to Edward. She asked them to drop her off at the Ingles grocery store on the edge of town, and they waved as they drove off. She was thankful they hadn’t recognized her as the infamous Widow Snopes.
    Her luck didn’t hold, however. She’d only been in the grocery store for a few moments when she noticed one of the produce clerks staring at her. She concentrated on choosing a pear that wasn’t overly bruised from the mark-down rack. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a gray-haired woman whispering to her husband.
    Rachel had changed so much that she wasn’t recognized as often now as she had been in the first year after the scandal, but this was Salvation, and these people had seen her in person, not just on the television screen. Even without her teased hair and spindly high heels, they knew who she was. Swiftly she moved on.
    In the bread aisle, a neatly dressed woman in her mid-forties with severely cut dyed black hair put down a pack of Thomas’ English muffins and stared at Rachel as if she were looking at the devil.
    “You.” She spat out the word.
    Rachel remembered Carol Dennis immediately. She had begun as a Temple volunteer and eventually worked her way to the top, ending up as one of the cadre of loyal followers who served as aides to Dwayne. Deeply religious, Carol had both adored and been intensely protective of him.
    When his troubles had become public, Carol had never been able to accept the fact that a man who preached the Gospel as passionately as G. Dwayne Snopes was corrupt, so she shifted the blame for his downfall to Rachel.
    She was almost unnaturally thin, with a sharp nose and pointed chin. Her eyes were as dark as her dyed hair, her skin flawless and pale. “I can’t believe you’ve come back.”
    “It’s a free country,” Rachel snapped.
    “How can you show your face here?”
    Her defiance faded. She handed Edward a small loaf of whole-wheat bread. “Would you carry this for me?” She began to move on.
    The woman noticed Edward, and her face softened. She stepped forward and bent toward him. “I haven’t seen you since you were a baby. What a nice-looking young man you are. I’ll bet you miss your daddy.”
    Edward had been accosted by strangers before, and he didn’t like it. He ducked his head.
    Rachel tried to get by, but Carol quickly angled her cart to block the aisle. “God tells us we should love the sinner and hate the sin, but it’s difficult in your case.”
    “I’m sure you’ll manage, Carol, a devout woman like yourself.”
    “You’ll never know how many times I’ve prayed for you.”
    “Save your prayers for someone who wants them.”
    “You’re not welcome here, Rachel. A lot of us gave our lives to the Temple. We believed, and we’ve suffered in ways you could never understand. Our memories are long, and if you think we’ll stand by and let you flaunt yourself here, you’re very wrong.”
    Rachel knew it was a mistake to reply, but she couldn’t help defending herself. “I believed, too. None of you have ever understood that.”
    “You believed in yourself, in your own needs.”
    “You know nothing about me.”
    “If you showed any remorse, all of us could forgive you, but you still don’t have any shame, do you, Rachel?”
    “I have nothing to be ashamed about.”
    “He confessed his sins, but you never would. Your husband was a man of God, and you ruined him.”
    “Dwayne ruined himself.” She pushed the cart out of the way, and nudged Edward forward.
    Before she could get away, however, a teenage boy came slouching around the end of the aisle holding several bags of potato chips and a six-pack of Mountain Dew. He was slightly built, with an unkempt dirty-blond crew cut and three earrings. His jeans were baggy, and a rumpled blue shirt hung open over a black T-shirt. He came to a stop as he saw Rachel. For a moment his face was blank, and then his expression hardened with