The pope (2)

Hearing their approaching footsteps the little girl dressed in a long white gown rapidly closed the door shut and ran into her bed, wrapping herself with the thick bedsheets pretending to be asleep.

Her mother who was the first to step into her bedroom with both men a few steps behind her walked towards her to check if she were asleep.

"She's still asleep," she said faintly with the pope nodding his head in understanding before carefully walking towards her, his steps gentle so as not to wake the sleeping child, little did he know it was all a pretense as though the child's eyes were closed tightly she nonetheless could hear what was being said in the room.

"Good, I'll make this quick." The pope said dipping his finger into the bottle filled with holy water as he spoke in tongues, pulling his finger out he sprinkled the water contents on the girl's forehead while her parents stood at the far end of the entrance holding each other in their embrace with her mother sobbing mildly.

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