Umber (19.38 — Vera’s Story)

April 19, 2012 § 2 Comments

“Your head should be covered,” was all that he said.  Before I had time to respond, he turned and opened one of the little doors in sets of three that I had just been wondering about.  He disappeared inside, shutting the door behind him with a loud click.  I wondered where he had gone.  What did those little doors lead to?  Rome? Byzantium? The kingdom of Prester John?

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§ 2 Responses to Umber (19.38 — Vera’s Story)

  • surprise3 says:

    Just now catching up with Vera…I can smell the incense and see the doors I was sometimes afraid to enter once a week on Friday when we marched to confession. I had few sins as carefully as I was watched at home and in first grade at St. Aloyisius School in Chicago. So when Father confessor asked my sins I crossed myself dutifully and said, Bless me Father for I have sinned…the sin being the lie I was telling about having sinned. Vera, do you know what you’re getting into?

  • lol! I remember those days as well! I used to get so nervous standing in line outside of the confessional that my knees would shake.

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