Father Julian’s POV“Father, forgive me, for I have sinned…”I furrowed my brows in confusion, glancing at the wooden divider, even though the small holes in the screen were too narrow to offer a clear view of who sat on the other side.“Is that how they usually begin?” the voice asked. It was high-pitched and sing-song, instantly drawing my attention. She giggled, a soft, airy sound. “I don’t know. I’ve never been to one of these things before…”“Y-you haven’t been to a confession?” I blurted out.Of course, dumbass, she just said that. I cursed internally. Realizing the slip, I quickly made the sign of the cross, muttering a prayer under my breath.“You sound really young, Father.” She giggled again.Chills traveled down my spine. I adjusted my collar, suddenly feeling hot despite the chill of the air conditioning in the booth.“Do I have to always call you Father? I don’t know, it just feels weird. I can tell you’re young…”There were rustling sounds, like she was shifting
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