Autumn had come faster than Diane had anticipated. After so many years living in Atlanta, she still wasn’t sure why the bipolar weather in this part of the country still surprised her. There was a common saying among the natives: “Don’t like the weather? Wait a few hours.” Things were so unpredictable in this city. Socialites rose to fame like meteors and fell from grace just as quickly. Mega pastors blew through the metropolis with the latest wind of God …