’ Sister Agatha called both of them ‘silly boys’ for their irreverent teasing of each other. In turn, Mike and Ambrose reverently and respectful...y called her “Sister Agatha.” Mike and Ambrose had rescued her and her order of Sisters from a rapacious Bishop and a penurious Church administration a few years earlier. Few in the valley knew, nor did they need to know, that Father Ambrose and Sister Agatha had served hard, perilous years together in southeast Asian missions. Agatha’s service. How does one care for and feed an angel? What does an angel eat? Daddy knew of no books on this subject. Perhaps he would write one. Divine food for a divine creature. Did he have such food in his pantry? No, he thought, such food does not come in sacks and cans. This food is not found cut up and displayed in a glass case. Angels feed on love and Daddy knew he had plenty of angel food. If he could feed an angel, could an angel feed him. Could an angel return his love? Could and angel devote. She was moaning and meeting his every thrust. They were kissing and she broke off the kiss to turn and look at us. Her eyes were glazed over and she mouthed thank you to me. Just then he started pumping her harder and it took her breath away. She was really rocking now. Their hips were meeting making loud slapping sounds. She loved it and almost screaming in pleasure. She really gets loud and not at all afraid to tell you how good it feels. He was really giving it to her now. She just. ‘Open your eyes wider and look at me Charity Ann,’ his thunderous voice boomed. She turned her head in the direction of his voice and smiled up at him, conveying her emotions in one glance. He knew she was terrified and yet relieved also that she was about to be forced to make a life altering decision before the end of the day. She knew Chad was dramatic that way and there would be no other way he would ever tolerate. ‘Sit up, I have given you enough slack to do that you slut,’ he told her..