“You’ll never believe this,” said Cassandra.
“Thomas, doubts or not, it really undermines the moral of the story if you keep saying ‘allegedly’.”
“Come on, guys” said Andrew. “When I said I didn’t want to be crucified like Christ, that wasn’t meant as a carpentry challenge.”
Judas slid out of bed, looked back. Butterflies, tenderness. They'd be so jealous. In the end, he'd been the one to nail him.