As Joan ascended the steps of the church, she glanced up at the stained glass windows. None of the lights seemed to be on, which was rather odd. Did Father Ben cancel confession? Would she even be able to get into the building? Or were all of the doors locked? She grabbed the thick brass handle of the main entrance and pulled. As the heavy wooden door creake...
Father Brentwood had brown eyes that locked onto me. Maybe it was some kind of trick priests learned in seminary school where they make their eyes infinitely deep. He touched my forehead and didn't need to say a word, but I heard his soft deep voice anyway, "I understand what you're going through. It must be so hard. I'm here for you." When he moved the wa...
"B-but I don't want ... I mean, I can't be here ... alone." I whined looking up at her with pleading eyes. "Can't I go with Alessandro, please? I begged. "No ..." came my answer from near the entrance of the room. "I will not stay here..." I said with heat as I turned to face Alessandro. "You will stay Nicollete." He countered, closing the gap between the...
I thought a lot about Father Jack. I wondered what prompted his sudden interest in me and I asked myself why was I so receptive. His popularity among parishioners increased his attractiveness. I wondered what he would be like on a date and in bed. Given his vocation I imagined he would behave like a teenager trapped in a middle aged man's body. I didn't care...
Chapter four: old friends new enemies I awoke to the sounds of people running up and down the corridors shouting to each other. It sounded like we were under attack. I got dressed quickly and ran up to the main hall and caught sight of Jason. "Jason what's going on? Are we under attack?" he ran over to me. "Gabriel took your advice. We managed to kill...
I had a vocation to the priesthood since grade school at St. Precopius elementary. There we were required to wear dress shoes, dress pants, a white shirt and a tie. The tie was a different color for each grade. I should mention my grades were pretty low and I never could bring them high enough to allow me to try out for altar boy. The sisters found me obedie...
Five Years Ago "Listen very carefully to me son, women are only meant for two things to make a man's life easier, and to give him sons," Dae-Jung's father told him in English while he looked from his office window with his hands clasped behind his back. "Your mother was good for such things. She never bothered me or even spoke out of place if she did she w...
When I was twenty, I began dating Alex. Alex's parents were divorced and Alex lived with his father in a big house with a fantastic swimming pool. I never knew anyone with a pool back then so he was a keeper, well until the end of the summer, anyway. Alex's father was an attractive older gentleman. From what Alex told me his parents had been divorced for se...
A cold thunderous wall rose up behind me a huge horrible wall, and it was all wrong to soon. A granite hand wrapped around the back of my head and finger clasped onto my face. Yanking me back off my knees, Father for whom else could it be, swept me across the floor. Talons of pain pierced my head, rage poured off him and a striped away any courage to fight....
It had been my experience that children, up to as old as 16 were intimidated in the confessional. Being more comfortable in the presence of a priest that talked to them and provided something to drink or a bit of candy put them at ease. Being children, they still were quite secretive about their naughtiness, and even more so once they found out that as their...