Maru's Various Charries (mm_maru) wrote in morningstar_mnr, @ 2008-11-01 18:17:00 |
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Entry tags: | npc, very bad week |
The Manor, early morning
Father MacManus had been awake all night, sitting up with old Mrs. Radinsky on the ninth floor. He had given her the last rites around midnight, but stayed with her until morning while she was fading. At dawn, she sat up, opened her eyes, smiled at her daughter who was in the room with them, closed her eyes, and was dead.
She had been ninety in September, and all her children, grand-children and great-grand-children had been there; Father MacManus had been invited as well and said grace. The old woman's body had been riddled with cancer, but she was happy with her life, and true in her faith.
Father MacManus stayed for a bit, talking to the family and praying with the daughter and grand-daughters, then took his leave, hoping for a bit of sleep at the rectory, but just in case getting himself a triple espresso in the Mocha. Then, he left: - he pushed against the door, went through, and stood in the lobby again.
What??
He tried again, pushed, and walked into the lobby.
After about thirteen tries, he sat in a chair, sighing. Had he lost his mind, or was the devil fooling him?