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A Matter of Faith is a finely crafted portrait of love, forgiveness and redemption. Brian Morin’s first novel will touch your heart and your soul |
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Curt left, and I was motionless in my bed. I heard a pat pat on the window as a gentle rain began and watched it pour down the window in wide sheets. The bullets were warm where I had been holding them, and their metallic smell was sweet to my nostrils. My mind was too numb to meditate, to numb to pray, and for an hour I watched the rain and played with the bullets, turning them over and over between my fingers. |
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The author, Brian Morin, is a Hendersonville, NC native, a 1985 graduate of the North Carolina School of Science and Math, and a 1989 graduate of the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill. A research physicist by day and proud parent of a new daughter by night, Brian has been writing as long as he can remember. He's also a really nice guy who I've known for nearly two decades. |
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We didn't talk on the way home. I sat in my sweat in the passenger seat and tried to dissipate the static electricity of her anger, waiting for an explosion and knowing I was no bomb expert. |
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A desire to give back to NCSSM drove the creation of the novel, and all proceeds are being donated to the school. By purchasing a copy online, you'll contribute to the school's Odyssey fund. |
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She was sixteen years old. Her hair was messy, her face pillow-wrinkled. She was wearing the shirt of a boy she was sure didn’t love her for anything she wanted to give, but rather for what she could do for him. Her body, while lovely and strong, was nowhere near full development. A tear rolled from the corner of her eye, seeming to drop straight from her scar. She was pregnant. |