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A Humble Man’s Work
“You know it’s raining out right? And you’re getting wet. I mean it’s just that-. “ “I know, you’re just looking out for me. I don’t mind. I love the rain, and the wind makes it all the more better. The world looks so beautiful somber and gray like this.” “Are you sure you’re okay? I mean a lot has been going on lately and-.” “I’m fine. It doesn’t matter now nothing’s changed. Trust me.” A smile was given as the clanging of buckles from his bomber jacket fills the air. “I just wanted to know, you seem to be taking it harder that she is….” She looked down as her soaked hair fell forward. “It’s just what best friends do right? We check on each other.” She gave him a hug and grabbed his jacket. He sighs and looks at the fire inside the fireplace. “I can feel the warmth, but I always end up feeling cold. It’s not normal to be like this. It’ll just take a while. I’ll be fine.” He walked away from her and looked back, gave a wave, and continued on. As he left she muttered under her breath, “Be careful.”

The further he walked away, the more he longed for time to have rewound. “I know things will get better, they always do. This is rock bottom and it’ll only go up. You’ll see Magsy old boy, you’ll see.” He held a conversation with himself all the way to his job. A church. He stepped inside, gave the symbol of the father, son and holy-ghost. He dipped his hand in the water which seemed to flush out the rest of the warmth. He took off his trench-coat at the front pew. He knelt down and gave a prayer. He opened the bible on the alter and waited. Just waited. Time seemed to stop as there was a knock on the grand door. Then a thump. The door blew open as three men in masks came in and pointed guns at him. He laughed as he looked upon the men. “I see you’ve come for enlightenment.” The leader of them replied, “We’re here for one thing, money, and for your grave to be filled. Three years ago has been long enough and you shouldn’t be alive. You escaped once boy.” Then gunfire. The alter and everything surrounding him blown away. After the smoke the men looked around for him.

“Atonement for your sins. That’s what this is. In the name of the father, the son, and the holy spirit. I condemn you.”

Two shots. The men around the leader were down on the floor. He puts his two pistols back into his dress jacket. He grips the leader by the shoulder and looks into his eyes. “Ah think you know what’ll appen next. Silly you. This is a Protestant church. We don’t accept donations.” He hulks the two bodies and the leader over to the door. Throwing the bodies into the leader’s arms, and taking his weapons. “Bring them to your head. Tell them that I don’t want you guys around. I’ve quit. Also tell them the lot is damned to hell. So pray to God.” He slammed the door shut and he looked at the floor. “Ah, no blood, that’s how I like it. Ah’ll re-open in five minutes.” He gets his spare alter and bible from the basement and burns the broken alter and bullet ridden bible. “Forgive me heavenly father…………….”
End of Session one.