“Justin, the cot’s yours” said Pat, “Stay as long as you want.”
“Many thanks friend Stripsey” For I’ve been sorely troubled.”
Pat & the others left. Yolanda trailing the rest caught the The Shining Knight eye as he sat sword in hand. “Tis good to be among friends…” he began then abruptly stopped “The door!” he cried pointing at the wall.
Wildcat gasped. “You see the door?” she exclaimed!
“See it, I’d know it anywhere” said Justin. He rose & boldly strode though.
As it closed behind him she heard a familiar voice “Welcome Sir Knight, you’ve come to confess?”
“For your penance Wildcat you shall pray a Divine Mercy Chaplet…”, said Father Anastasius.
Yolanda was taken aback, one chaplet for killing a man?
“…and offer the merits of your next three Eucharists for Brainwave.”
“But father”, she asked confused. “I killed him, he’s dead. How can that do him any good?”
Anastasius smiled a smile of faith hope & love: “Perhaps, but daughter, can it really be that after the Lord in his love provided you the Stranger to bring you here & me the extra decades needed to hear your confession, you still doubt God’s capacity for mercy?”
The monastic cell door creaked as the white gloved hand opened it. Yolanda saw a hooded figure kneeling in prayer before an image of the Divine Mercy, As they entered a voice ancient & weak seeped from his cowl.
“Has the angel of death finally remembered me? I am ready”
“I bring not death friend Anastasius” replied the stranger, “but a penitent seeking absolution.”
The priest turned smiling melting away years, his eyes alight: “It has been many decades since I’ve confessed a hero.” Yolanda watched awestruck as new life seemed to gush into the holy venerable face. “Come child.”