No, what I felt was that my moral compass was firmly in place. I don’t know what sort of things Father Marceaux witnessed and did in the MEW that we...e bad enough that he felt the need to do penance, and hoped I never did anything like that. The strength I experienced was from the faith or the hope I felt people had in me. Whichever it was, I was determined not let them down.After church, it was time to smile and shake lots of hands again. Father Marceaux gave me an emotional hug. “I sense that. " They look at each other and then go in, thinking, this is too good to be true.Graeme, the old bartender, says in a voice that carries across the room, "Come on in and let me pour one for you! What'll it be, gentlemen?"It's a fully stocked bar, so each man orders a martini. In no time, the bartender serves up four iced martinis -- shaken, not stirred -- and says, "That'll be 10p each, please."The four guys stare at the bartender for a moment, then at each other. They can't believe their good. They had been partners for a long time and always had the same appointment time. Both cried on each other’s shoulders when they had lousy therapy days.One of the human doctors that the man-in-the-machine sent told us, “It is probably a good thing that he is going to help her today. That female patient had her legs amputated in a car crash. Her arms ended up having their blood flow cut off to the point that there was too much tissue damage to repair them. My employer was in the area doing some. "You the dog girl?" he called out in the rain. He didn't stick anything but his nose out the window though, so I didn't get much of a look at him."Yeah," I nodded, biting my lip and thinking this was it. I had one last chance to change my mind."Well, let's get goin' then." And I saw his vague shape lean over and the passenger side door creaked open as I dashed through the heavy drops and climbed in."Hi," I said, trying to sound cheerful because I didn't want to sound nervous, but my heart was.