"Liz noticed," Peter said with a fond smile. "Margaret had just died and there was a priest in our parish, the one I had to help, he took the opportunity of a family grieving to hang around even more. She noticed and put two and two together and she completely lost her shit. Scared the fuck out of him so he moved parishes. We were too young to realise he might just hurt someone else. He's in prison now."
"That's- You didn't answer her question," Thomas said quietly. "Thank fuck for Liz, but you didn't-" If the man was in prison now, he definitely had it in him to hurt people. How much had he hurt Peter?
Peter swallowed roughly and squeezed his eyes shut. "He didn't- I don't even know how to begin to explain- He was grooming me."