by M. H. O'Hara
We began to walk from the chapel from the vows Peter made, towards the new vows we made to each other ,simple ones to be “Honest Loving and Respectful” and don’t fuck about as we were about to run to this new path. I stopped and looked towards the confessional boxes, with a smile, a dirty smile I whispered into his ear.
Mine to he said, we went over to what used to be his box and opened the door to where the priest sits whilst listening to all that sin. There was a nice big wooden chair with a red velvet seat Peter stepped in and sat down I stepped in ad sat on Peter we closed the door and in the eyes of god we sinned and sinned and sinned some more. But we asked for forgiveness so it’s alright!!!
THE END
Please remember folk’s when you see a working girl,look for the girl,when you see a homeless person look for the person.When you a lost soul look for the soul. “There But for The Grace of God”.
