Being alone with Brother Michael in his office scared Marti. There was a big old desk and a cross on the wall and a picture of the lady in a blue hood. She was holding a baby and had the sun shinning all around her. There were lots of shelves with books and silver cups and little wooden cups and little silver crosses. There was a very big picture of a man in olden times with lots of men around him and a devil with a big stick. The devil was poking the big stick in a man’s back and the man was screaming with the agony and the pain of it, and Marti thought it was a very scary picture to be hanging on your wall.
“Tis the Last Judgement,” said Brother Michael, “the picture. Do ye like the picture?”
“It’s scary,” said Marti.
“Ah, now, the Last Judgement was never meant to be a day at the rac
