Umber (47.16 — Oleander’s Story)
August 22, 2012 § Leave a comment
I went home feeling purified, cleansed of all stain of sin. But by bedtime, doubt started to creep back into my mind. Perhaps Father Vanderweyden hadn’t really understood what I was telling him when I said that I had ruined our family. By the time two more weeks had passed and I again found myself in the confessional, I felt compelled to confess it again.
“Bless me Father, for I have sinned. My last confession was two weeks ago. These are my sins. I told my mother that I saw my father kissing Miss Julie, and so now they are getting a divorce, and it is my fault.”
Again the priest assured me that it was not my fault, and that I shouldn’t dwell on such thoughts anymore.