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This was Chris, my mission companion.
Five years ago, we were separated after it was discovered that we were slightly more than just mission companions.
I was immediately sent home, and Chris was allowed to stay in Clackamas Falls.
But we kept in touch, and after his mission, we went on a trip across America.
We had the time of our lives. For a few months, we weren't Elder Smith and Elder Merrill.
We had no obligations and no pressure from our families or the church.
We were just Chris and RJ, on our own, and loving every minute of it.
After some time, we faced the reality that we would eventually have to go home.
I drove into Salt Lake, Chris's hometown.
We agreed to take care of our respective loose ends, and he talked about transferring to Boise State with me.
We kissed and said goodbye, and I went home to Idaho Falls.
I never saw him again.
I sent letters I'd call, and nothing.
If only I knew what happened to him, then maybe I'd have some closure.
These days I live in Seattle. I'm neither Mormon nor Gentile.
I was never formally excommunicated.
I just stopped associating myself with the church at all.
But I still wear my temple garments.
I still have a food storage.
And I still have a deep love for our Heavenly Father.
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