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The Book: Flash Fiction.

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May flipped her dark red hair over her shoulder and sat down next to Ursula with a sigh. The tower of books on the table threatened to further spoil an already depressing day. Ursula glanced up briefly from her own pile. "I feel for you friend. Three essays in one week is murder." She scribbled busily on her writing pad then smiled cheerfully. "But do-able."

"For  you, perhaps." May flipped her hair once more. "Hey, what's that book?" She gestured at the thick volume that lay open before Ursula. Ursula leaned forward. "Just  the most vilified and criticised book around here. You could say that it's virtually banned." She lifted the cover so that her friend could read the gold lettering on it. "Our lecturers refer to the Bible in order to attack it, but they don't make it part of our reading requirement. That's hardly fair."

May grimaced. "We have a Bible at home, but I don't exactly want to add to my work load."

"Why not give it a chance? See if its as false as they say it is? You could get a better mark on your philosophy paper if you know what you're talking  about." Ursula tapped the writing pad with her purple pen. "Personally, I'm aiming for an A." She winked.

"Hmm, can't let you  get an A without me. Maybe I'll give it a shot." May settled down to her note taking, while Ursula turned to the Book of John and read from the most fascinating book in the university library.


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Special


Dear reader,

do you have

this Book

of golden,

endless treasure?

Dear reader,

do you read

this Word

whose worth can

have no measure?


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With love and prayers,

until next week,

Alison.


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