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.

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