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on_holy_ground“You should come inside, Father. You’re going to catch your death in this damp.”
Darius smiled, the phrase having amused him since he had heard it almost a century ago. “A bit of rain is not going to hurt me, Mrs. Landry”
“That’s what Adrienne’s late husband said too, God rest his soul.”
The man in question had been run over by a carriage after a night of drinking, but Darius thought it best not to mention that fact as it had indeed been raining at the time.
Instead he offered his arm, and showed her inside to her seat.
Darius smiled, the phrase having amused him since he had heard it almost a century ago. “A bit of rain is not going to hurt me, Mrs. Landry”
“That’s what Adrienne’s late husband said too, God rest his soul.”
The man in question had been run over by a carriage after a night of drinking, but Darius thought it best not to mention that fact as it had indeed been raining at the time.
Instead he offered his arm, and showed her inside to her seat.
