As he flipped the bolt shut inside his shed, he found he had to think about drawing in air and pushing it out. The kernel of anguish that had ruptured inside his brain had swollen to the size of an orange and painkillers had done nothing to ease it. Although he was quite alone in the shed, he beg...
His eyes were closed and the upper half of his face covered by a length of gauze. Eyes wide open, sleepless, Father Sebastian stared up at the wall and the picture of the Messiah above his bed. Dawn was an ocean away. He turned his eyes to the windo...