The way Sister Catherine was looking at us the next day, I thought for sure we still had some of that flour on our faces or something.
[Sam laughs, finishing off the grapes in his hand. The shift in energy is contagious though, and Sam looks over at Nathan briefly before looking down at the rest of the food in front of them.]
Yeah, he was. Wonder what he's doing now.
[He often wonders about that. He wonders what Father Duffy would say if he saw them now, scavenging for food and money, using tricks and sleight of hand to survive just a little bit more. Part of him must have known that that kind of place would never work for boys like them. For him.
Sam clears his throat a little, grabbing a roll and trying his best to break the top from the bottom. He inserts some of the meat in it to make a sandwich, then holds it out for Nathan.]
To Father Duffy. And for letting us keep our dessert privileges even when you had an egg hanging in your hair.
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[Sam laughs, finishing off the grapes in his hand. The shift in energy is contagious though, and Sam looks over at Nathan briefly before looking down at the rest of the food in front of them.]
Yeah, he was. Wonder what he's doing now.
[He often wonders about that. He wonders what Father Duffy would say if he saw them now, scavenging for food and money, using tricks and sleight of hand to survive just a little bit more. Part of him must have known that that kind of place would never work for boys like them. For him.
Sam clears his throat a little, grabbing a roll and trying his best to break the top from the bottom. He inserts some of the meat in it to make a sandwich, then holds it out for Nathan.]
To Father Duffy. And for letting us keep our dessert privileges even when you had an egg hanging in your hair.