Controlled Chaos (Deadly Dreams book 1)
“Tuesday Evening I decided not to call Steve to come pick me up just yet. It was midnight, and I knew Father Fitzpatrick would be up. He answered his cell phone. Priests with cell phones. That wasn’t even the weird part. Father Fitzpatrick would text me regularly. Nothing specific. Just words of encouragement. He was an awesome man, which was why I called him.
“Hello, Hunter?” Father answered.
“Yes, Father; it’s Hunter,” I replied. “I was in the hospital. I was wondering if you would c...ome by and we could talk.”
A normal person would have said, ‘It’s my bedtime. The nerve of you calling me!’ Not Father Fitzpatrick. “I’ll be there is ten minutes,” he said.
He lied. He showed up in eight minutes.
I was in the donut store parking lot, sitting on a bench.
Father pulled up in his white, beat-up 1982 Ford Courier truck that he’d had since we were kids.MoreLess
“Hello, Hunter?” Father answered.
“Yes, Father; it’s Hunter,” I replied. “I was in the hospital. I was wondering if you would c...ome by and we could talk.”
A normal person would have said, ‘It’s my bedtime. The nerve of you calling me!’ Not Father Fitzpatrick. “I’ll be there is ten minutes,” he said.
He lied. He showed up in eight minutes.
I was in the donut store parking lot, sitting on a bench.
Father pulled up in his white, beat-up 1982 Ford Courier truck that he’d had since we were kids.MoreLess
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