I Have Sinned.
A Story in 100 Words.
A Story in 100 Words.
The tiny latticed window opened.
Silence.
“Read the card to your right.”
“Ah. Bless me father for I have sinned.”
“How long has it been since your last confession?”
“About three years?”
“What are your sins?”
Well, I wasn’t Catholic.
“Uh, lying …”
Being 12, I was thinking about Heidi’s breasts.
“Impure thoughts …”
I swore like a motherfucker.
“Swearing …”
Silence.
“Is that all?”
“Yea, I think so.”
I pictured the priest cross checking his sin to prayer matrix.
“Say ten Hail Mary’s and five Our Father’s.”
The tiny latticed window closed.
I left.
Absolution would have to wait.