I felt the sweat trickle down my back. It was hot here in the bushes, but my anger was hotter.

Soon I saw them, the pastor and his wife, coming out to their new sauna room. They claimed they won it on a game show, but that was as false as his puritan life.

Soon the steam filled the little box and I approached, unnoticed.

I pictured my daughter’s tear streaked face as she used the psychologist’s dolls to demonstrate what that Pastor had done to her.

I slammed the door open and evicted them from the sauna at gun point, both in their swimwear. I told them to quietly enter their house.

Once inside, the Pastor tried to talk me down. “You are troubled, Caleb. God knows whatever you’re going through, and..”

“Bedroom! Now!”

“Take whatever you want! Shoot us! It’s all just things of this world.” The wife was well-schooled.

“I’m not going to give you the satisfaction of death, no. Undress, woman! On the bed!”

“What?!”

“An eye for an eye, Pastor. Your sanctity of marriage for my daughter’s virginity.”