“Err, sorry Father Abbot. I tripped y'see. Trod on my Abbot, Father Habit. Oh dear, I mean…” — Brian Jacques Copy Share Image
I lower my eyes and I can't face you , I'm sorry my father , but plz love me still because I need you. — Laylablack Copy Share Image
“How true, lamentably true. I’m sorry, Father. I do not love my neighbor as myself.” — Franny Billingsley Copy Share Image
