“My confession begins," Father S said, "as the confessions of many men begin - with three words" "Father forgive me?" Michael hazarded a guess. Father S signed. "I met Eleanor.” — Tiffany Reisz Copy Share Image
“You are my heart,” he said. He’d said those very words to her that morning. But that morning, they’d sounded affectionate and playful. Now he said them as if he were stating a fact of anatomy. “I will not lose… — Tiffany Reisz Copy Share
