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tuyu0310 ([info]tuyu0310) wrote,
@ 2010-06-28 01:11:00

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His voice was polite and uncomfortable, and he...
His voice was polite and uncomfortable, and he was perspiring from the effort of having to watch his profanity
"Sit down, Gallagher Father Leary was a tall slim middle-aged man with light hair, and a caressing voice
"What is it, Father?"
"Go ahead and smoke, son Father Leary lit a cigarette for him"You get much mail from home, Gallagher?"
"My wife writes to me every day, almost, FatherShe's gonna be having a baby any day now Father Leary was silent; he fingered his lip, and then sat down abruptlyHe put his hand on Gallagher's knee"Son, I have some pretty bad news for you
Gallagher felt a chill"What is it, Father?"
"You know, son, there're a lot of things which are large gucci bag difficult to understandYou just have to believe that it's right, and that there's a good reason for it, that God understands and sees and does what is best, even if we don't understand right away
Gallagher was ill at ease and then abruptly franticAll kinds of wild thoughts passed through his mindHe blurted out, "My wife didn't leave me, did she?" He felt shame as soon as he had spoken
"No, son, but there has been a death
"My mother?"
Father Leary shook his head
Gallagher thought his child had died in birthHe felt a quick passage of reliefThat ain't so bad, went through his mindFor an instant he wondered again dumbly if Father Leary had called him in to give him the women's santos 100 replica job as chaplain's assistant
"No, son, I'm afraid it was your wife
The words passed through Gallagher numblyHe sat there without any response, without thinking of anything at allAn insect buzzed in through the folded flaps of the tent, and he watched it"Wha-a-a-at?" he asked
"Your wife died in childbirth, Gallagher Father Leary looked away"They were able to save your child, though
"Mary wasn't very big," Gallagher saidThe word "dead" formed for him, and because it now had only one meaning to him, he saw Mary quivering and twitching like the Japanese soldier who had been killed in the drawHe began to shiver uncontrollablyThe word had no senseHe sat there very numb; his spy bag fendi thoughts had retreated into some deep secure closet of his mind and the words of the chaplain fell abstractly on the anesthetized surface of his brainFor a few seconds he felt as if he were hearing a story about someone else in which he was not very interestedOddly, the only thing he told himself was that he had to look alert to impress the chaplain"Ohhhhhh," he said at last
"The information they gave me was very slight, but I'll give you the details when I hear them, sonIt's terribly hard to be so far away from home, and be unable to see your beloved ones for a last time
"Yeah, it's hard, Father," Gallagher said automaticallyLike the rising of the dawn, Gallagher was slowly gucci book bags becoming able to distinguish the objects about him, and understand the news he had heardHis mind was telling him something bad had happened, and he thought, I hope Mary don't worry over the newsHe realized suddenly that Mary would not be worrying, and before the contradiction, he retreated; he gazed dully at the wood of the chair upon which the chaplain was sittingHe felt as if he were in a church, and mechanically he looked at his hands and tried to assume a serious expressionIt's not without meaning that your child was savedIf you wish, I'll inquire for you as to who will take care of herPerhaps we can arrange a furlough for you
Gallagher's spirits roseHe would be seeing his cambon chanel w


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