Mortal Sin
Jan 13th, 2015 by thegooddoctor in 100 Words
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Shawn ran from the confessional like the Devil might grab him by the collar and drag him back down to Hell.
“What’d you get?” I whispered.
“Nothing. He said it was just a minor sin.” I smiled. If stealing money from the donation box was considered minor, I was scot-free.
“Bless me Father, for I have sinned. I left a mess in the rectory.”
I didn’t know what excommunicated meant but I felt I’d been unjustly served until my Pop said that Father Flannery obeyed only one dictate: cleanliness was next to Godliness. Violations were treated as a mortal sin.
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