The clone reached out his arms and the Reverend was reminded of Sunday morning when the people of Christ would come to communion at the altar of his church. The Reverend handed his Bible to the clone and the clone grabbed it and held it too his chest, "I like Jesus" he said. The Reverend smiled and thought about how simple faith really is, this mans reaction was testimony to that. "Does this mean I have a soul"? the clone asked. "Yes you do" the Reverend replied. "Tell me, what did they do to you" the Reverend asked. "They hurt me" the clone replied a third time. Suddenly the guard came knockin' on the cell and bellowed "Time's up Padre, let's go". The clone looked at the Reverend and asked "Will you help me"? The Reverend reached into his coat pocket and handed the clone his business card; "Yes I will, have your lawyer call me when you're ready for trial". The Reverend then exited the cell and the clone sat on his bed with the Reverends Bible in hand as the light from outside bathed his content face. 020

The Reverend leaned back and removed his Bible from his trench coat. He flipped through the worn pages and the clone looked on in anticapation. "Ah here it is" the Reverend said. The clone widened his eyes but made a painful face from his bruised eye. "Here there is no Greek or Jew, circumcised or uncircumcised, slave or free, but Christ is all, and is in all...Colossians 3:11" the Reverend said. The clone looked hopeful for the first time as he managed to eak out a smile. "Who's this Christ"? the clone said. "For starters He is your hope of a confident and protected soul" the Reverend said with authority in his voice. "Tell me more" the clone said. The Reverend thumbed through his Bible once more and said "and how from infancy you have known the holy Scriptures, which are able to make you wise for salvation through Christ Jesus...2 Timothy 3:15". "Holy Scriptures"? the clone said puzzled. "Yes these right here my friend" the Reverend replied. Cont...

"If you don't mind dear, I would like to be alone with this man". Reverend Biddle told Michelle. Michelle stared at him for a moment and then nodded and began to walk towards the door of the cell. Michelle stopped and walked over to the Reverend and with a voice filled with anguish she managed to squeak out, "Help him please". The Reverend looked at her and noticed that she was a genuine person, something in short supply now days. The Reverend looked at her softly and whispered "God will care for him if he chooses to be cared for". Not sure what to say to the Reverend, she looked confused and the Reverend replied to her puzzled look. "Everyone who calls on the name of the Lord will be saved...Acts 2:21". I'll do what I can, the Reverend said. Michelle smiled and left the cell leaving the two men alone. "What happend to your eye" the Reverend said. "They hurt me" the clone replied. "They tell me that you murdered someone, is this true"? the Reverend said. "They hurt me" the clone said again. The Reverend looked him over and felt no hatred in this man only fear. "They say I don't have a soul" the clone mutered. "We all have a soul my friend" the Reverend replied. "Not me". the clone said with anguish on his face. Cont...