Michael Malone - Weebly

Jonathan—absurd for me to call a baby like you
'Father'—what do you think of this?" She poured him
more port. "The idea came to me after our enjoyable
quarrel last night. Be pleased I fix my mind on theology
and ain't just luring you here to fix my eyes on you.
Don't be modest. You know you're gorgeous. If you
don't, your skull's even emptier than Sloan's. But. Now
Christ is taken down from the Cross. Alive. That's my
point. After all, it was Passover, wasn't it? So they only
left him up there six hours. Without a bone broken,
remember. Now I checked, what a pack of monsters
those Romans, and it often took two, maybe three days
to kill a man by crucifixion. The human race, well. Jesus
wept, but I suspect somebody was laughing. So! Here's
your Christ, a young man, no bad habits, healthy, in his
early thirties. Probably simply lapsed into a coma, I
should imagine. Wakes up at Joseph of Arimathea's—
rich fellow, had a previous arrangement with the
soldiers. Paid them off to take away the body, didn't
he?"
"Yes," said Father Fields weakly. Port fumes and
Miss Dingley's theory crashed in his head.