“Forgive me father, I have sinned”,
Behind the grate Father Tom saw her eyes, brimming with tears. He closed his eyes to focus on Maria’s voice.
“I cannot marry Karl, I’ve disobeyed my parents”
“But you’re just sixteen my dear, they would understand that you’re yet too young.”
“I didn’t say I wouldn’t marry”.
“Are you in love with someone else?”
“Her name is Ella.”
Father Tom crossed himself. He felt soiled by her words. Dirty. Somewhere he heard an echo of hurried footsteps.
“You have to leave at once… If it only had been murder… ”
Today the picture took me to a metaphor of rebellion. Maybe not too original in the interpretation of the priest and the girl, but I think it reflects well how church has dealt and still deal with homosexuality. Also I think the rainbow colors was on my mind.
Friday Fictioneers is a blogging community, that write a 100 word story to the same picture every week. We are lead by the fantastic Rochelle, and every week there are so many different stories shared.
April 13, 2016