The Good Shepherd
“It was another procession in a ghostly church to the foot of a huge cross. Looking up, the tortured body of the Savior with his father’s face. Forgive me, Father, I know not what I have done. Forgive me, he prayed.
Bells were ringing, the kind of bells that rang in prison movies. A breakout. They were free, free at last. . . .He awoke to find the room full of shadows. The Roman sunlight had vanished and gray dusk dulled the windows. The telephone was ringing. He picked it up and a woman’s v...oice said, “It’s supper time, Your Eminence.”“Mary,” he said, struggling up on one elbow. “How are you?”“Mildly ravenous, but I thought first you’d like to make a visit. I go there myself quite often in the early evening. I’ve gotten to know the sacristan. For 1,000 lire, he keeps the church open an extra half hour. When I told him I was bringing a neo porporato . . .”
“I’m all shaved and showered. All I’ve got to do is put on my uniform,”MoreLess
Bells were ringing, the kind of bells that rang in prison movies. A breakout. They were free, free at last. . . .He awoke to find the room full of shadows. The Roman sunlight had vanished and gray dusk dulled the windows. The telephone was ringing. He picked it up and a woman’s v...oice said, “It’s supper time, Your Eminence.”“Mary,” he said, struggling up on one elbow. “How are you?”“Mildly ravenous, but I thought first you’d like to make a visit. I go there myself quite often in the early evening. I’ve gotten to know the sacristan. For 1,000 lire, he keeps the church open an extra half hour. When I told him I was bringing a neo porporato . . .”
“I’m all shaved and showered. All I’ve got to do is put on my uniform,”MoreLess
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