Sleeping Alone (Father Ò Shaban)

[Joajackson]

Hamish stared at Father Ó Shaban for a long moment. ”Cazolics?” he repeated slowly, looking at the concierge then back to the Father. Thoughts moved like tectonic plates then he said, ”Do ye mean Catholics? I dinnae mind them. My ma’s not keen but they nivver did me nae harm.”

He took the money from Father Ó Shaban’s outstretched hand and looked at it carefully. “Take it to the bank when it opens at nine,” said the concierge. Hamish nodded and stood looking at the Father, waiting to see what he wanted him to do next.

And with that the priest told the young man to just follow him while he went to the hotel with all the rest. If he become lost, he would ask the boy to guide him there.

[Philulhu]

Right now it’s Thursday morning for you while the others are still working through Wednesday night. I’ll get them to wrap up and decide who’s going where and bring you back in to the main thread.