If Chéri had known they could go to mass that early, they probably would have. They needed all the comfort their faith could provide. But alas, either they didn’t think about it or they just needed to sleep more.

The cherub turned at the greeting “Ello.” They answered, no "h" in sight. Their English went that far. Chéri kept sipping their milk with great satisfaction: if the presbytery had welcomed them, there was no reason to believe they ought to be alone in the building with the weird priest from the previous day.