05-12-2022, 11:42 PM
Well, now Mable felt a little bit silly for being oblivious. But she had asked, and the man was not unkind with his answer, and Mable appreciated it. Many adults would not be as patient with her, she knew from experience.
"I'm sorry for all my questions Mr. - ehm, father - oh." That felt strange, calling a man other than her dad, father. But it wasn't father, it was Father, yes, Father, a title as he'd said. Still, Mable wasn't sure how to continue or what to call the man, and hesitated before settling on, "Mr. Father Sir, I've never been to church , and I don't know a lot of what is common."
She and her brother made long enough treks into town for her lessons three times a week, and being younger than she was now, it was a very long trip. They had not been eager to do it again on Sundays just to get yelled at by a stranger behind an altar.
"I didn't know people in the church couldn't have children either. Does it not allow marriages either? Oh, well, I should guess not." People were not supposed to have children outside of marriage, she forgot. Her own life was evidence it happened anyway.
"Oh, I'm very sorry to hear you can't get married Mr. Father Sir. I think you'd be a very good husband, you're very tall." Mable felt bad for every woman in the world that would not be able to marry him now, and all the babies that would never be his children because of his position in the church. The more she thought about it, the deeper her frown got.
"But... what will you do if you fall in love? Will you leave the church? Or will you have to just - love from a distance?" That thought made her feel even worse, especially because she felt she already knew the answer, but looked up at Father Brennan anyway, waiting.
"I'm sorry for all my questions Mr. - ehm, father - oh." That felt strange, calling a man other than her dad, father. But it wasn't father, it was Father, yes, Father, a title as he'd said. Still, Mable wasn't sure how to continue or what to call the man, and hesitated before settling on, "Mr. Father Sir, I've never been to church , and I don't know a lot of what is common."
She and her brother made long enough treks into town for her lessons three times a week, and being younger than she was now, it was a very long trip. They had not been eager to do it again on Sundays just to get yelled at by a stranger behind an altar.
"I didn't know people in the church couldn't have children either. Does it not allow marriages either? Oh, well, I should guess not." People were not supposed to have children outside of marriage, she forgot. Her own life was evidence it happened anyway.
"Oh, I'm very sorry to hear you can't get married Mr. Father Sir. I think you'd be a very good husband, you're very tall." Mable felt bad for every woman in the world that would not be able to marry him now, and all the babies that would never be his children because of his position in the church. The more she thought about it, the deeper her frown got.
"But... what will you do if you fall in love? Will you leave the church? Or will you have to just - love from a distance?" That thought made her feel even worse, especially because she felt she already knew the answer, but looked up at Father Brennan anyway, waiting.
