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There's only one reason why Bentley goes to church. Only one, but it's important, he has to do it or his heart will burn to cinder and his stomach will turn itself inside out.
With shaking hands, he grips the steering wheel of his beloved Morris Minor and takes a deep breath before exiting the car. He pats the hood, he always does it after driving.
He waddles to the church's entrance, finds a seat.
He waits.
When the vicar arrives, his heart burns a healthy flame and his stomach flutters pleasantly.
That is the reason. He cannot have him.