Benedict X Novels & Stories

He grabbed his TracPhone from next to the laptop, took a breath and dialed. A few rings, a click, and then: “St. Mary’s of Indian Lake.” With false cheer—his insides twisting at yet more lies—Father Ward said, “Good evening. This is Father Bennington, from St. John the Evangelist in Binghamton. A relative of one of my parishioners attends your church and heard Father Thomas of All Saints speak there last night. We’ve been searching for special guests for an upcoming series, and we were wondering what you thought of him?”

The whole Sunday I was trying to compile everything that I had gathered from my conversation with Mr. Benedicto. I was still at the beginning of the story but I’m already anxious about what comes next. My mind was like a windmill that weekend and I have to drop everything just to think. Michael Benedicto, who are you? What was your effect on women in your time? Looking at him now he seemed to be so mild, pleasant and respectable. Humble yet decent. Everybody in

That alone said enough. Power did not need introductions. Benedict studied Estella quietly for several seconds. Not disrespectfully. But carefully. As if examining something long forgotten. “I’ve heard quite a lot about you lately,” he finally said. Estella offered a polite smile. “I hope nothing too troublesome.” Benedict chuckled softly. Interesting. Most people became visibly nervous speaking to him. But not this woman. “Your father was a brilliant man,” Benedict said calmly. “Too principled for this world.”

The family аttеndеd Mass еvеrу Sundау. Aftеr hіѕ wife's death, Benedict Rоuѕѕеаu denounced his fаіth. Alсоhоl bесаmе hіѕ ѕасrаmеnt ...then, hіѕ damnation. I mоvеd thеrе after he wаѕ bеdrіddеn аnd knew of him by rерutаtіоn only.

“Alright, let me call Elias, see how everything is at the wedding.” “This is Benedict.” Elias answered. “Benedict?” I asked. “You know, like Benedict Arnold. Isn’t he your history’s most famous traitor?” Xavier chuckled. “Best code name ever.” “Anyways, how’s everything going?” I questioned. “Good. Place looks beautiful as does Naomi.” “Okay, what’s security look like?” “Mr. Hobbs is going to handle it. There's a side door he’s going to leave unlocked for you guys.”