October 27, 2012 § Leave a comment
Remembering my last conversation with Saint Sebastian, I told the old lady, “Oleander, I’ve…I’ve been sent here to tell you that anything you do in that regard will cause only good things to happen. No harm will come to anyone.”
“Oh, no, now…how could that be?”
“I know it sounds crazy, but it’s true.”
“No. It’s too risky.”
“No, it’s true. That’s why I came to see you. That’s why I brought these photos. Oleander, you can make your mother’s life so much better. She was such a lovely woman. She didn’t have to have such a difficult life. You can change things.”
I watched her face as my words sank in. Her eyes widened a bit; the shadow of a frown passed quickly, followed by a look of doubt. Her hand gripped the edge of the table.
“And who told you this?”
“Saint Sebastian. Speaking from a holy card.”
I was glad Benny and the receptionist were not listening to this conversation.