Standing at the back of the congregation, Handley - a member of the Winkies religion for some twelve years - was having doubts.
Their illustrious leader had delivered a sermon, a declaration that they were too good for this world, that greater riches awaited them at the end of "the tunnel of pain".
One sip of the "elixir" they had been given would take them there. Looking at the contents of his cup, Handley thought it looked like Coke. What if it's not Diet? he pondered.
Slowly putting down his cup, he shuffled silently out the back door of the meeting hall.