I couldn’t wait to see Maxime although I was still cut up about what happened last night in his flat. We were so close to making love when he suddenly broke off the kiss and pulled back, telling me that he was going to take me home. I couldn’t believe it. I was extremely turned… Read More Swan Lake, Dinner & the Past
Father Kiesler was in the office reading a copy of The Spirit of the Liturgy by Joseph Ratzinger (Pope Emeritus Benedict XVI). His mother gave it to him when he visited her on Mother’s Day. He was greeted enthusiastically first by his younger sister, Katja and then, his mother who was beside herself with delight.… Read More Father Kiesler’s Visitor
Months had passed since the horrific ordeal at St. Albertus Magnus and since Father Kiesler had been hospitalized. He was back at the rectory and had returned to his duties. They saw each other on Saturdays when he visited Mrs. Wiesenthal and during the week when she was on campus but it wasn’t enough. They… Read More Father Kiesler’s Visit & The Fish Market
Tanner had just called to invite her to have lunch with him and she had accepted. Now, she couldn’t help wondering if she should have accepted. This was the sixth time they were going to have lunch together. In addition to having lunch together, they did other things like going to the Burlington Performing Arts… Read More Lunch & A Trip Down Memory Lane
She was Martin Luther’s wife. After their wedding, she was also referred to as, “die Lutherin” (“the Lutheress”). Following her mother’s death, when she was three, her father placed her in the cloister of Marienthron. She was there until she was 18. Soon, she began to feel like a prisoner and when Luther’s Reformation preaching found… Read More Katarina von Bora
“Are you nervous about going out tonight?” Aart asked Halina. They were going to a Christmas Eve dinner and dance. It was the first time she was going to meet his friends and associates. “I’m a little nervous, yes.” “I know how you feel. I felt a little nervous when I moved to Kansas and… Read More Their First Social
It was one of those misty mornings in the summer. It reminded him of the times Monifa and he went for walks. He remembered that it was on the morning of Holy Thursday when he had told her about the hot cross buns his mother used to make every year for Good Friday because it… Read More Monifa’s Whereabouts
Someone had left a newspaper clipping on the floor outside of his office. Father Kiesler picked it up and read the newspaper article on Father Schmidt. It spoke of all he had done for the community and for St. Albertus Magnus, the co-ed boarding school where students were taught by both resident priests and nuns.… Read More A Curious Discovery
Father Kiesler stood there watching as the church sanctuary quickly filled up. It seemed like the entire community was there to pay their respects to Father Schmidt who had suffered a heart attack a few days ago and died. It was Sister Augustin who found him slumped over his desk in the office. She had… Read More A Fitting Farewell
I stand at the pier in Barcelona, waiting to board. In my luggage I have my essential essentials and worn out wigs. It’s a balmy evening and I’m set to go on the Heart Escapades cruise. This is my fifth time going on a cruise for singles. Maybe this time around I will get lucky… Read More Fifth Time’s a Charm?
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