I loved a girl
Last updated 7/15/2017 at 12:49pm
Here begins the private correspondence between two young people and their pastor, which make up a bestselling book translated into 70 languages. Here are the first three letters...
This letter comes to you in my place. I'm too ashamed to go to see you. Besides, I don't have the money for the trip, because I'm no longer a teacher. I've lost my job.
Last Friday, I loved a girl-or as you would put it, I committed adultery-at least that's what the white folks call it and the Church, too. But the girl wasn't married, nor was she engaged to another. Consequently...