“Just what I was thinking,” Ross agreed. “She really believes that whatever she"s done, it"s because it was the work of God, and therefore absolves her of any guilt.”
“f*****g hell, sir—and you know I hate using that word—she really is one bulb short of a candelabra.”
Awed, they watched and listened as Sister Rebecca continued her story.
“One evening, some months ago, I was doing the washing-up after the evening meal in the refectory with help from Sister Felicia. She"s a very nice person, as well as a dedicated nun, committed and devoted to her calling. Suddenly, I noticed a tear running down her face and out of a sense of compassion, I asked if anything was troubling her. She shook her head and tried to concentrate on drying the pots, but, after a minute, the tears were flowing freely
