Michael Malone - Weebly

grateful for what Judith had tried to do to get Maynard
out of jail. No, she'd never get over it in a million years.
But what can we do but grin and bear it? First thing
to do was get Judith well, and then move her in with
them. Orchid could make room until they got the new
house, which would really be part Judith's anyhow, if
you looked at it that way. And then, time would just
have to heal all wounds And God's good mercy. And
Sarah, weeping, took from her pocket a bunched strip
of toilet paper, blew her nose as noiselessly as possible,
and kissed her sleeping son. Well, Jesus bless us; Hawk
voted most likely to succeed, and, Judith, best-looking.
Well. Sarah vowed to go first thing in the morning to
early Mass to ask the Blessed Virgin to whisper in
God's ear a special word of kindness for her best
friend, Judith Haig, and at the same time, if it didn't
sound too awful, special thanks for getting her that little
Cape Cod with the patio, for bringing her out of
Madder and into the promised land of property she
could call her own.
Mrs. MacDermott's spiritual adviser, Father Patrick
Crisp, was also thinking tonight of Judith. He had visited