By the time Elder Beaverton and I got back to our apartment, it was past 18 heures (6 p.m.), so p-day was officially over, and it was time to get back to work.
The cool thing was that our work for the evening was hardly work. We finally had a referral for once — in fact, better than a referral, one of the local members had invited us to dinner to give the first discussion to her sister. Read the rest of the story