“Father Francis was looking at and focused on the web site that his penitent had talked about. He was concerned. Normally, people come to confession, he provides them some penance, some encouraging words and eventually forgets about them, unless it is twisted. He usually tires after hearing confession. It weighs on him – so much pain out there, so much guilt, and so much abuse. He did his best to guide and offer solace. He wondered how effective it was for some. They returned with the same sins over and over again. He needed to discern. This last man’s confession bothered him. He found him disturbing. There had been a foreboding sense of evil, before he even spoke, but Francis could not pin point it. As the man confessed, Father Francis felt the hairs of his arms rise. Maybe he was tired. When was the last time he had a holiday? He would go to Parry Sound for the weekend to replenish his own soul. He would rest.”
Excerpt From: Silva Redigonda. “The Internet Murders.” iBooks.
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