Chapter 14
1892, Cambridge
“I received my letter, old chap,” Raphael announced. “I passed the chaplain’s exam and obtained my appointment.”
“Liverpool!” Leander said reading the letter. “Such a long way away. We’ll never see each other.”
“Maybe for the holiday once a year or so; we’ll be spending the religious holidays tending to our flocks.”
Leander returned to his studying.
“Oh, what’s wrong now?” Raphael asked, the irritation evident in his tone.
“So this is really the end?” Leander asked.
“We’ve talked about this. I don’t think this will be the end of our friendship, but we will surely part ways here in a bit.”
“But I thought we loved each other.”
“Of course we love each other. Like brothers.”
“Like brothers? I’ve never had a real brother, but I don’t know how many brothers
