Pastor Renfew had been accused of being many things, but being Pentecostal wasn’t one of them. Aaron thought he would not see that day that someone could fluster his father. He could fall in love with this girl.

Aaron tried to smooth over this uncomfortable situation. “My father is pastor of the New Testament Fundamentalist Temple.”

Sandy let out a short breath. “Fundamental?”

“The New Testament Fundamentalist Temple,” Aaron repeated.

“I’ve heard of Fundamentalists.” Sandy did not wish to give away too much of her past associations with them. Then she felt two pairs of eyes staring at her. They belonged to a young teenage boy and girl, wearing wide grins on their big faces.

Pastor Renfrew rattled off his usual spiel. “We are a Bible believing, Bible teaching, Bible preaching, fundamental, evangelical, pre-millennial, New Testament church.”

Actually, Sandy knew what all those words meant. And she also didn’t trust anyone that used such a long string of adjectives to describe themselves.

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