THE FERALS 


By Tessa Harvey




Walking along the cloud-dappled hills, Alice and Jake watched the children play. They came to a sheltered hollow where a few small trees grew. One was just right for climbing and Sophie and Brodie were soon scrambling over the branches. 

Alice listened as Jake told her of his new commitment to Jesus, then he rubbed his hand through his hair, trying to explain how difficult life had been for him lately.

"We have an adversary," Alice said calmly, "the devil." Humour danced in Jake's grey eyes. "Sure, red suit, forked-tail, pitchfork, smoke!"
His friend laughed. "No, not like that! He's real, though."

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