Wednesday, June 17, 2015

Chapter 55: The merits of patience

Mary was confused, alone with her thoughts. She had never been to church in her life, but living in the South, much of the Christian faith superimposed itself on her on a subconscious level. She had the distinct feeling that abortion was somehow wrong, but here was a man of the cloth, a charismatic speaker, who apparently had no strong opposition to the idea. She decided to ask Brother Holloway/Glubwart for advice.
   "Yes, come in." Brother Holloway/Glubwart looked up from the tattered black book he was reading. He peered at Mary over his spectacles. "What can I do for you, child?"
   "I...I need some advice."
   Glubwart fought to keep the triumph from his face (I was right to hold back -- let her come to me). "Please sit down, dear. That's what I'm here for."
   Mary sat for long minutes, her head bowed. Glubwart did not push her, but waited patiently.
   "I don't know what to say," she said finally.
   "Let me help you. You're wondering what to do about your pregnancy."
   "Yes. I've always sort of heard that it was a sin."
   "--Terminating, you mean," Brother Holloway/Glubwart said helpfully.
   "Yes. But Brother Sebastian ..."
   "What did he tell you?" Brother Holloway/Glubwart said, a little too abruptly. He instantly regretted his mistake, and softened his tone. "There are many differences of opinion, child, even among the faithful."
   "He seems to think it's OK. -- At least, that's the impression I got," Mary said.
   Brother Holloway/Glubwart nodded gravely, his brow furrowed, pensive. When he didn't say anything, Mary continued, "Isn't it like killing?"
   "What do you think is best for you?" Brother Holloway/Glubwart asked.
   "I don't know. I'm so confused."
   "It's your body, dear. You must choose what's best for you, for your health. For your mental health, as well as physical."
   "I don't know. I just don't know," Mary whined.
   "Calm yourself, dear. You are among friends. Think about your future. You are a young girl. How would you manage another mouth to feed?" Glubwart paused. He didn't want to appear to be pushing her toward a decision.
   "So...so...you agree with Brother Sebastian?"
   "No need to decide right away," Brother Holloway/Glubwart said. "These things have a way of working themselves out. Think about it. I think after the proper reflection, you will have a clearer perspective on your choice. You are a strong woman. You will make the right decision about what's best for you. Come and see me anytime. My door is always open."
   "Thank you," Mary mumbled. She left Brother Holloway/Glubwart's office more confused than ever.

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