The Sacrament of Reconciliation

It's an Operation on the Heart

Bill Jack, my old friend from grade school, has reminded me. It all remains indelible and permanently mysterious to him, too: those Saint Paul Saturday nights in lilac time, the years before daylight-savings, when it was already dark by seven o’clock. Monsignor Cullinan, little barrel of a body, shuffling up the slight incline of Lexington in an oddly staccato way. And Father Slattery. Handsome and remote. He always accompanied monsignor, and slowed his long-legged...

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Patricia Hampl is the author of The Florist's Daughter and several other books. She teaches creative writing at the University of Minnesota.

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