Lost Inside Henry VIII’s Chapel Finally, I find you, my little one, on your knees, before an altar, penitent, pilgrim – your palms pressed close as pages. I drop down beside you, my palms mimicking yours. I don’t say anything out loud. To whom were you praying? To whom can I pray? Is it ever […]
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