GO ON WITHOUT ME

By John Thomas Tuft

It was a standard church building basement, austere and functional. Save the flash and dash for the sanctuary upstairs. The Special Committee for Upward Transfer, or SCUT, assembled one by one around the bare fiberboard topped table on the inevitably uncomfortable folding chairs. They talked quietly among themselves, wondering why this special meeting had been called, occasionally muttering about why had the fellowship committee not prepared coffee for this. They all stopped talking when they heard the voice outside in the hallway singing…