Rolling my eyes at my own ridiculous thoughts, I turn away, fill a few coffee cups and slip into the kitchen, where Octavio is deftly flipping pancakes. He looks ridiculously appealing in black, though granted, the white collar takes away some of the zing. Case in point-still in love with the priest.
Losing perspective is something at which I excel. It's easy to lose perspective, if you take my meaning." Sometimes we tend to overlook what's important in life, Maggie. "Mass can give a person a chance for some insight. I might be a lapsed Catholic, but I draw the line at having lustful thoughts about priests in church. I'd love to hear your thoughts on my homily any time."įather Tim often urges me to drop by. "You're welcome to come and see for yourself, Maggie. "Ah, the celebration of the Eucharist always nurtures the spirit," he murmurs. I'll get that right in." I've had sinful thoughts about you. "I think I'll be tryin' your French toast, shall I? Brilliant idea, the almond glaze." "Lovely out, isn't it?" He smiles pleasantly, and my insides clench. "Good mornin', Maggie," Father Tim says, sliding into his usual booth.
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