Hood_Man
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Joined: 30/9/2005
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"Father Michael!" I shouted to the elderly priest, "Father Michael! It's good to see you again." "Hello Brian," he responded by taking my outstretched hand. "It's been a long time. I'm surprised you seem so pleased to see me.....after.....well, you know what happened the last time we were together." I sensed his apprehension. "It's ok Father.. I don't blame you... It was my fault." "I wish I could feel the same," he said quietly. "But I should have known better." He turned his head away from me slightly and said quietly, "I'm really sorry. If it's any consolation, I ask God for forgiveness every single night." "Seriously Father.. It wasn't your fault." "It's nice of you to say so Brian, but I still feel terribly guilty." "Don't," I replied, "I was the silly fucker who asked her to marry me."
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