The Parking Lot Snaffo

One of the conditions was that we had to put in a paved parking lot. And, well, you know how these things can go. Little problems got big. Es ballooned, as expenses will do. Everything seemed to take so long. A full year after the parking lot snaffo, there wasn't a single brick on the weedy patch of land out behind the church. Too bad because now fate, or an act of god, if you will, was about to intervene in a most unpleasant way on the partnership of the pastor and the atheist.