Tedious and terrible, Time’s insistence on introspection after you passed the half-century mark…Bedelia’s beleaguering thoughts began.
Had she ever done anything right, or were all her turns a veering left—only to discover herself trapped in a dead end?
She’d known right from wrong since first punishing curse landed on ears, psyche…yet her sins rose up like a chorus.
Every time she hears the phrase, “it’s the right thing to do,” she fights urge to murder the speaker.
And now the new parish priest is trying to persuade her to attend ‘Meet & Greet’…despite her pointed statement that she’s not Catholic.
You’d think the old priest would have left a note: “Don’t bother recluse at 57 Right Road NW—she could be right crazy, a serial killer”.
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