Umber (21.17 — Leroy’s Story)

May 14, 2012 § Leave a comment

One evening, on the way out of the cafeteria, I noticed Vera’s tiny handbag sitting under the table.  She had just gone out the door.  I grabbed the bag and ran up the stairs, hoping to take advantage of this chance to talk to her outside of church.  It was still light out, and I could see her walking quickly down the sidewalk a block away.  I ran after her.  When I got close enough, I called out her name, which startled her.  She whirled around, saw me with her handbag, and gasped.

“You forgot this,” I panted.  She looked dismayed and relieved at the same time.  She thanked me and turned to leave.  To keep her from going, I blurted out, “What did you think of Father Hoolihan’s description of Purgatory?”

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