Going to continue Jason’s journey into the church this weekend. Would love for this story to become my novel.
Enjoy it six sunday friends!
“Come in son”, the voice said in the dark office.
“Father Joe, is that you”, Jason asked.
Jason looked into the dark and saw a man in a black suit sitting in the green leather chair, his feet up on the desk.
His hands twirled something that looked like a crucifix, but Jason had to squint to make it out.
“Who are you”, Jason asked as he kept his right hand on the doorknob in a false sense of security.
“I’m not father Joe, if that’s what you need to know”, the man said.