Franklin Nicollet Familiar: 82
It had become a weekly devotion to visit the grave of Father Carmody in the three months since he had passed away.
Watching the greenery of Lakewood Cemetery gradually come into full bloom had given Father Marco much to reflect on and treasure.
Had the older priest known that he was going to be cut down that day? Had Father Carmody positioned himself and his prayers in such a way as to protect the rest of the group? These things were truly unknowable, but Father Mar…
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