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The Starting Line: Chapter 21
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“You know, if I wanted an audience I’d have read through all this out in the common room, my Child.”
I smirked and walked into his office. I sank into a chair next to his desk. He continued to read through the papers, flipping through them, not looking at me.
“So she finally returns, eh?”
I scratched my head. “Yeah… look, I didn’t mean to not visit you in all this time. I mean, I thought our last meeting went well… I just had some other stuff to deal with…”
Father Joe tsked through his teeth a few times but said nothing. He put down one pile of papers and picked up another packet from his desk.
“You look like you still have some things to work through, my Child.”
I rolled my eyes, “Don’t call me that.”
Finally, he put down the papers and looked at me. He opened his mouth as if to say something, then closed it. He pinched the bridge of his nose and closed his eyes, then abruptly stood up.
“Well, come on, lunch finished an hour ago, but I know we have left-overs. And before you tell me you’re fine, I’ll remind you it’s a sin to lie to a priest, and in a church.”
I smirked, but stood up to follow him. “We’re technically not in the church right now though.”
Father Joe smirked back at me, “Shall I drag you into it then and then offer you food? Either way, you’re eating, you look like you could use a few meals. Come on.”
Father Joe’s Famous Tacos had to taste even better than I had remembered, or maybe it was because I had in fact, had next to nothing to eat in the past few days… hell the past few weeks. He leaned up against a counter as I tucked into my second taco.
“So where have you been lately?”
“What do you mean? I’ve been around.”
“Well, you look like shit, Shane.”
I laughed, and took on his lecturing tone complete with the slight Texan accent, “Father Joe, language!”
He laughed back and wagged a finger at me. “This conversation isn’t over. Hang on a minute, I’ll be right back… Eat!”
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i don’t think shane is goin to take this well. bette meeting with the priest behind her back.. plz post again very soon and keep up the good work !!
Bette wasn’t meeting with the priest behind Shane’s back..she met with him cos she cares about Shane and was worried about her. Shane of course is going to perceive this as ganging up on her and explode. Drama will ensue, but as Shane works through the fear disguised in anger, she will still see Bette, steady, caring, still holding on to her and for her. Hopefully this will be posted soon, or as soon as the power that is stops throwing milk duds around and writes it, right Bunky?
Love comes in different shapes, sizes and gental. Shane realizes that Bette loves him and that she cares for her well being. She care enough to look for her. thanks
I like that ending. Not exactly sure how Shane will react. I wouldn’t think she would be angry because it’s just Bette looking out for her, though she may feel Fr Joe slightly betrayed her with the phone call to Bette. At any rate, she will eventually see it for what it is, two people who care about her. Excited to hear you have a few chapters mapped out, can’t wait to read them. You asked where I was from, I’m an Aussie, hence the matey comment though most here would use mate rather than matey if at all. Anyway, thanks as always. Stay cool! :D
wow, when I said to you that I coudn’t wait for an update I was more than happy that you had, was not expecting it for at least 4 more days, as always this story just grips the heart and mind and doesn’t let go…