What happened

Father Everett was the pastor of a big church. It was such a big church, that one could probably get away with calling it a cathedral, and they wouldn't be exaggerating. But the Father was only one man, and there was a distinct lack of help around here sometimes. Laura had seen an alter boy, when Father held the Sunday Mass, but since then, she hadn't seen anyone else.

It meant that when it came to upkeep and maitanence of the church, the Father was alone in his duty. Despite Everett's insistance that Laura should not feel obligated, Laura couldn't help it. She began doing odd jobs around the place, just to help out a bit. Going outside was a bit of a gamble these days anyway. The sun was hot on her dead skin, and it was getting harder and harder to cover up the fact that she was dead. She'd coughed up some maggots the other day. She dreaded to think what else was feeding off her dead flesh.

She'd have to do something about that soon. Things were getting desperate.

But she wasn't going to do anything about that today. Instead, in her effort to give back to Father Everett and his generosity, she'd found a large broom, which she was using to sweep between the pews. It wouldn't do to have people kneeling in penance, only to have their pants soiled with grime and dirt.

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