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Heart ha, he tried to rouse himself Why was he so tired? Goddamn it, he had to make a break for it, before he found hi or--

Outside, in the TV room, the woman offered refreshments Two of the men asked for wine, the third accepted water Then their voices settled into one place, as if they were sitting

Wine and conversation as a prelude to sex gae boy?

Brendan strained toabout books "Texts" as they called the the different translated s of Hebrew and Latin versions

Latin That's what the wo into their car, she had been saying soe, and with her accent, Brendan had figured she was reverting to her h, had sounded familiar Now he knehy As a Christh Latin

Now these people were discussing religious texts, and that couldn't be a coincidence The couple had said they wanted to help, as penance for their mistakes with their son Good Samaritans

"--too old," one h for Brendan to hear hier, and I don't understand e need to change that now"

"We aren't changing," anotherThere's a lier children out there and it's difficult getting access to them If we can adjust the procedure to work successfully with teens, we open the door to limitless possibilities"

"Don's right" The woh, not for the scale we"

Her voice dropped soothingly until, once again, Brendan could only catch the odd word

He couldn't blae, most street kids had no interest in "rescue" They were too is weren't a problem--he'd never been able to afford them They could spout all the Bible verses they wanted and he'd s on a bus home He could tell his parents he hadn't failed; he'd just had a religious experience and had changed his mind

He closed his eyes and pictured hiined his mother's face, his little sister's squeals, his father's expression--stern

but relieved

The conversation outside his door seemed to have turned to a heated debate on the nature of suffering Yeah, he thought with a chuckle, definitely Catholic From what he could make out, it sounded a hell of a lot like a conversation between two Goths he'd overheard last week

Morbid The word popped into his head and he turned it over in his ious types alike--that fixation with death and suffering