Audrey shook her head sadly. “Perpetual Grace. No. I mean, she told me she tried. But it’s a very conservative parish. They said she was a divorced person, and she couldn’t receive Communion. So she still came up to see Father Pete, even though she didn’t attend the services. She did not want to run into George. I told her, ‘George never shows his face here.’ I mean, he didn’t attend services after the divorce. Faithfully, though, for all those years, Father Pete did the sacrament of confession with Holly. He knew why she didn’t come to the Eucharist, I mean, he knew she didn’t want to see George. So he would give her some of the reserve sacrament.” Audrey suddenly looked embarrassed. “That may not be … allowed. Don’t tell the bishop.”
“Not a word,” I promised, as if the bishop and I were
