Twenty
“I SEE YOU’VE ADOPTED the feminine traits of deception and manipulation, Father Greer.”
We’re sitting in the living room of Father Xavier’s house. It looks no different than it does from the outside. The only furnishings are the threadbear sofa where Helen and I are sitting, a leather chair with cracked upholstery holding the Archbishop, and an armchair with a faded floral print where Father Xavier is preparing to hold court.
“Please accept my apologies, Father,” I say solemnly.
“In order to not waste your time,” Helen says, “shall we get right to the questions?"
“Certainly, Mrs. Parr," Father Xavier says, inclining his head with only a slightly sarcastic smile. “Ask me anything you want."
She then continues, “I believe that you have a rather popular podcast that airs daily, r
