Chapter Twenty-Nine- Dream
To have you in bed with me, hearing your breathing, feeling your hands on me and smelling your scent is a miracle for me. ~unknown~ Luca "It is our Christian duty to welcome those that are in need," Father Josè is saying. He is standing at the side of the big dining table in one of the church 's meeting rooms. The pews are moved to the corner of the room so the big long table can fit in the middle. He looks happy, excited as he watches us pour into the room. He has changed from cassock to oversize cotton pants, a cardigan and sandals. Although he must be tired especially given his age and today's activities, he still stands, his hands clasped together as if he is keeping himself from beckoning at us. He pulls my mother to him and I find myself treading to where they stand. She looks
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