Ex-Communication: a Novel
“He looked down the aisle to the huge shadow blocking the church door. “Hello, Captain,” he said. “I thought you’d be out on the walls.”
Freedom walked down to meet the priest. He held his cap in his hands, and his boots thudded on the carpeted aisle. “Soon enough,” he said. “I apologize if you were finishing up for lunch, sir, but I have a request and I’m afraid it’s urgent.”
Andy met him near the midpoint of the aisle, brow furrowed. “Something from me?” He glanced around the church. “I don’t ...have much, but if it helps it’s yours.”
Captain Freedom stood at ease and explained what he needed.
Father Andy listened without a word. His jaw shifted when the captain finished. “I see.”
“Is there a problem, sir?”
“Possibly.”
“In Iraq and Afghanistan, the chaplains assigned to us would do similar things for some of the men.”
“Some of the men,” the priest said, “but not you?”
“Hopefully you’ll forgive me, father,” said Freedom, “but I’m actually a diehard Baptist.MoreLess
Freedom walked down to meet the priest. He held his cap in his hands, and his boots thudded on the carpeted aisle. “Soon enough,” he said. “I apologize if you were finishing up for lunch, sir, but I have a request and I’m afraid it’s urgent.”
Andy met him near the midpoint of the aisle, brow furrowed. “Something from me?” He glanced around the church. “I don’t ...have much, but if it helps it’s yours.”
Captain Freedom stood at ease and explained what he needed.
Father Andy listened without a word. His jaw shifted when the captain finished. “I see.”
“Is there a problem, sir?”
“Possibly.”
“In Iraq and Afghanistan, the chaplains assigned to us would do similar things for some of the men.”
“Some of the men,” the priest said, “but not you?”
“Hopefully you’ll forgive me, father,” said Freedom, “but I’m actually a diehard Baptist.MoreLess
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