08-29-2014, 04:40 PM
Not for the first time did Jensen wonder if those he'd met were easy on him because the affair was with another man. As though perhaps he was unwilling to control himself. It was natural, they said. They would not have been so quick to forgive if the affair was more typical. If he'd cheated on Jessika with another woman, it'd make him a bastard and an adulterer. Having given in to what he'd he'd given into, perhaps someday he could forgive himself, but betraying the fidelity he'd vowed to his best friend, he could never move past.
Pyotr was uncommonly kind. There was a gentle, quiet way to the man that Jensen found comforting. He could not understand why Pyotr was short on friends or people that trusted him, but Jensen was glad to be counted among them.
"That sounds like a great deal, Pyotr. I'd like to go back to Mass with you."
He smiled, reassuring of their promise, and happily finished his cup of coffee.
Pyotr was uncommonly kind. There was a gentle, quiet way to the man that Jensen found comforting. He could not understand why Pyotr was short on friends or people that trusted him, but Jensen was glad to be counted among them.
"That sounds like a great deal, Pyotr. I'd like to go back to Mass with you."
He smiled, reassuring of their promise, and happily finished his cup of coffee.