The boy looked up at Adam and smiled. The girl said “Thanks Mister.” Then she took the boys hand and they walked away.
Adam looked down at his hands and wondered what was happening. This was the second time he saw some awful injury just disappear in his hands. First an injured dog and now this. He also wondered who those children were and if they were somehow a part of the chain of events that was happening to him, events that had no explanation.
He walked on toward the church still uncertain as to what he would find there and what would happen to him. He had a strange feeling of being a victim and yet somehow in charge of his own imprisonment. He wished one of those men he met would give him a reasonable explanation, one he could believe and accept. Maybe I’ll learn something at the church, he thought.
There were three stone steps leading up to the door of Saint Joseph’s. He walked up them and through the door into a lobby. Across the lobby were two swinging doors similar to a bar entrance. Standing in front of them was the strange man, the one had given him a mad dog expression when he walked past the church a few days ago. The man was staring at him with an intense expression.
“May I enter?” asked Adam. The man stepped aside and allowed Adam to open the swinging doors. When Adam stepped into the church he was not prepared for what he saw
(To be continued.)