“What did you learn in catechism today?” his mother asked. He replied softly, “I learned not to be alone with Father Stephen.”
Tag: Catholic
Fiction: Papal Bull
Not recently, Carmine, a white and tan cat, woke especially early and spent the morning in prayer, punctuated by the occasional quick glance at where his tail should have been.
When he felt as prepared for his journey as any cat has ever felt, he slipped away from the barnyard and wandered down the dirt road toward the port.