Brigham Young University
I breathed a sigh of relief. That was more or less what I wanted to say about Mormons myself.
Ben looked annoyed though. "Let's not start this again," he said. "Anyone for some brewskis?"
"Sounds interesting," I said.
"Lynn, you know brewskis are beer, right?" asked Cindy.
At this I could feel myself flushing red. I realized that of course "brewski" was a word for beer -- I just wasn't familiar enough with the lingo to be quick with it off the top of my head like that.
"Ummm..." I stammered, panicking, and frozen as to what to do next. Should I be the biggest dork on the planet and admit that I didn't realize he was talking about beer, and then tell everyone that of course I couldn't sin by drinking beer...? Or should I sin and drink beer just to save face...?
Amy put a comforting smile on her face and turned to me. "It's okay, Lynn. Janie's not hiding in the closet. Nobody here is going to tell your bishop if you try a beer."
In a sense Amy's statement was a relief because she gave me an excuse for my hesitation -- worry about getting caught -- but it didn't get me completely out of my bind.
"I see that what we need here," said Rex, "is a little bit of scripture study." And with that he got up to grab a triple-combination off the mantle. I was really starting to dread where this might be going in terms of the ridicule ahead for me. Jake was distributing cans of beer to everyone else and opening some bags of chips as Rex searched for the right page.
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