The leather strap bit into the boy’s buttocks like a branding iron.
“Offer it up for your sins,” said the sanctimonious priest and pointed at a picture of Jesus on the wall.
Jesus had long hair and milky-white hands with blood coming from holes in them. His heart was stuck on the outside of his chest like a big red plum with thorns all round it. Underneath was an inscription. “I will bless the dwelling in which my image is displayed.”
Jesus had witnessed many terrible beatings in the orphanage but never did any blessing that the child ever saw.
“Offer it up for your sins,” said the sanctimonious priest and pointed at a picture of Jesus on the wall.
Jesus had long hair and milky-white hands with blood coming from holes in them. His heart was stuck on the outside of his chest like a big red plum with thorns all round it. Underneath was an inscription. “I will bless the dwelling in which my image is displayed.”
Jesus had witnessed many terrible beatings in the orphanage but never did any blessing that the child ever saw.
