Professor F novel Chapter 37

The cab halted in front of a church in the outskirts of Seattle and Flynn pulled out his wallet before she could even get her coin purse to pay the cab driver. They stepped out of the vehicle and stood in front of the church while people walked inside to attend the evening mass.

It was a small church with a small parking lot and lawn but number of people are still coming and gathered, bringing donations.

"Are we attending the evening mass?" August asked, curious. We could've gone to a church in the city if he wants to attend but why here?

He nodded as he holds her hand in his. They walked inside with the last few people coming in. The mass then started and Flynn was quietly hearing the mass beside her. He would sometimes hold her hand in his or brush the top of her hand with his thumb while their fingers are crossed.

I wonder what he's thinking about right now. Is this what he wanted to show me? Or he just wants to attend the evening mass before showing her "the place", like to get enough courage and strength?

The mass ended but Flynn stayed seated with her. She waited for him to say something and just stayed quiet as she observed people leaving the church.

Only few people were left when the presiding priest on that evening mass walked towards them with a smile on his face. Flynn then stood up, held the priest's hand in his and lifted it to his forehead. "Father Philips."

She was lost. She stood behind Flynn and forced a smile to the presiding priest as she reached for his hand and brought it to her forehead as courtesy and respect as well. "Good evening, Father." She greeted shortly. Flynn knows him. He must be someone from his past.

He smiled at them. "Welcome back, son. How are you?"

Welcome back?

Flynn nodded with a smile and held her hands in his. "I'm good, Father. Thank you. You didn't age a bit." Both laughed shortly. "By the way, this is August—my girlfriend." Flynn introduced her and she blushed at how natural the word my girlfriend came out of his mouth—she felt happy. "August, this is Father Philips, he's the head parish here in town."

Father Philips smiled at her. "It's nice to meet you."

"It's nice to see you, too, Father." She smiled back.