As we are putting on our shoes to go out, Carl asks Francois, "While at the abbey, did you also hear confessions from other priests?"
"Are you ready for your hair to stand on end for the rest of the day, lose your breakfast and lunch, have no appetite for dinner then wake up crying all night like a teething infant?"
"No, not exactly?"
"Then ask me again later in the week. None of it is pretty, and now that I am free from the bastards I could even write a book about it and get away with it."
"Okay", says Carl brandishing his car keys. "Let's go!"
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