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“1857 Maisonneuve Blvd.” Marie held addressed envelope she’d received from her priest. The outside of the building was painted so colorfully, belying her desperateness.
Timidly, the small-town girl walked in the door marked “Catholic Community Services.”
“May I help you?” The receptionist was as young as Marie.
Mutely, she handed over the unsealed envelope.
After reading the enclosed letter, the woman gave it back and pointed down the hall. “Room J in the back. Knock twice and walk in.”
“Thank you.” Marie nodded and approached the indicated door. She prayed that the exorcist would be able to help her baby.