Chapter 19: At Work in the Sanhedrin

I winced inwardly as I prepared to hear the worst. I simply wasn’t cut out for this sort of living, and none of the expectations that were placed upon me by my family, could I ever seem to meet.

I gazed up at the grandfather clock that ticked endlessly, back and forth, the pendulum swinging ever swiftly. I felt so small in comparison. I simply couldn’t shake the feeling of being trapped in a never-ending cemetery, a ...