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Following on from last weeK, Reverend Davy has taken Stephen back to the vestry to dry off and have tea.
This is from one of my WsIP…..Ellis.
I am glad to be able to sit at last if truth be told. I feel so drained and tired all of a sudden; and the warmth from the fire makes me feel so sleepy.
Thankfully, the reverend does not engage me in conversation just yet; and I have time to collect my thoughts as I listen to the swoosh of water filling the kettle, the rattle of cups and saucers and the delicate chink of spoons against china.
My eyes are becoming so heavy that I can hardly keep them open. But it would be rude to sleep in the face of this man’s kindness and hospitality. So I fight to stay awake…but dear God it is hard. I am so exhausted and my body craves sleep, my tired mind needs but one nights respite from the grief and the pain of memory. Maybe then, this man’s act of charity will be the anodyne I seek, my souls respite, the assuaging of guilt.
I hope so….dear Lord I hope so.