BREAKFAST THE NEXT day comprises a cheddar cheese, ham, and mushroom omelet, hash browns, coffee, and orange juice. The smells coming from the kitchen hit me when I enter the Rectory after 8:00 am Mass. Anna had slipped out after communion. I now know where she went.
“Anna,” I say, sitting down before the plate she placed on the kitchen table, “you really don’t need to keep doing this.”
“I enjoy doing it,” she says, wiping her hands dry. “Besides, it’s not like I have a lot going on.”
I take a bite of omelet and chew thoughtfully. Anna pours herself a cup of coffee and sits down. “Father Leonard still asleep?”
I nod as I chew. Swallowing, I wash the breakfast down with some orange juice. “His door was still closed when I went into the church.”
“How is he doing?”
I shake my head. “Not
