The SisterhoodChapter 22
Ron removed the ceramic bricks one at a time from around the oven. The thermostat read a constant forty degrees Celsius. The basement chamber was filled to capacity. Over three-hundred nude women gathered on the padded bleachers, which had at best puzzled the construction crews. The campus had been cleared of all but the Sisterhood, Ron and Steven -who had flown in that morning. All present were nude. All were solemn. Elsewhere, in the two temples, similar assemblies waited as they watched...