“Lord help me!” Yolanda prayed sobbing. “How I confess my sins if my priest won’t believe what I confess?”
“The answer is obvious Wildcat…” came a voice from behind. She turned to see a man in a black cape & hat, his face hidden in shadow at her bed’s foot “…you need a priest who will.”
“Who are you?” She gasped, “What are you doing here? How do you know who I am?”
“I am but a stranger, I go where I’m needed and few secrets are denied me” He replied offering his hand, “Come let’s answer your prayer.”
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