Chapter 24: Father Ginderbach VisitsJust then the doorbell rang.
“Who is that?” I asked.
“I’ll go see,” Jackson said.
He returned with Father Ginderbach from Mama’s church in New Albany. I looked up at him and frowned.
“I was in the neighborhood and thought I’d drop by,” Ginderbach said casually, the look in his eye suggesting I play along. “I didn’t realize you had company. I won’t keep you.”
“It’s no problem,” Jackson said. He introduced the priest to Miss Susan and Miss Cynthia but made no mention they were with the DHS.
Ginderbach was a rather plain looking older man, unremarkable in every way until you looked into his eyes. If ever a pair of eyes could be said to twinkle, it would have been his. Something about that twinkling said he knew things, real things, deep things, and no
