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The Galvanized Gimp (7)

   
   "The Galvanized Gimp (7)"
   
   At the local library, shuffling through the theology section, Dragic stumbled, like ghost-walking serendipity into his ex-wife, Kathy.  The twosome ignited with a synergy of shock, awe, and remembered love.  Kathy immediately began to tear up, and could not help but instinctively embrace the man that had left her, for as a Christian--she knew his pain; moreover, knew he was the image of God, so to speak.  Dragic had no tears, just felt the feeling of true love; next, Jude wheeled around the corner, into the theology aisle.

JUDE
Are you my Dad?

KATHY
Letting go of the embrace.  Yes Jude--he's your father.

DRAGIC
I made a mistake Kathy; I want to come home.

KATHY
I'd like nothing better.

JUDE
Smiling.  Me too Dad.  

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The Galvanized Gimp (6)

   
   "The Galvanized Gimp (6)"
    
   Dragic had spent the last two months going to Mass ascetically, wending his way off of the anti-psychotics, and battling his sleeping disorder with prayer and meditation upon the daily mysteries of the Holy Rosary.  He felt a little better, and was feeling a sense of action to reattach himself to his estranged family; specifically, his ex-wife and son.
   The Priest gave him some advice from the poet Pope:  "Be not swift, but wise."  Still, Dragic knew there had to be a bit of mercurial haste involved, as he was determined to bandage the cruel wounds of life.
   He would drive past Jude's house, innocently spying his child playing and wheeling around in his wheelchair on the driveway, always with a book in his hands.  He knew his ex-wife loved literature, and as he departed he went to the library and checked out Twain's Joan of Arc.  Though she was female, he knew her to be determined in faith, and filled with a spirit that gelled with the supernatural aspects of holy sublimity.
   He started invoking her for strength, and would put on his armor of God in order to make a divine re-connection from that which was thieved from him due to the despair of life.  

The Galvanized Gimp (5)

    
   "The Galvanized Gimp (5)"
   
   Dragic Rokavic, Jude's biological father, was having two beers, for he knew the wise words of the past journalist Christopher Hitchens:  "Drinking is like a woman's breasts--one is too little, and three is too many."  He drank the two beers with his anti-psychotic.
   He blamed himself and the doctors.  Having epididymitis and getting treated with Prednisone and antibiotics, they never told him not to discharge into his wife's vaginal cavity; however, he did; next, nine months later--a baby born with no legs, little Jude.
   There was no proof; regardless, on the list of deaths in the United States, physician and nurse error outshine smoking cigarettes.  Dragic could give a damn.
   He loved Jude, but what he didn't know is that the same figures that pinned him down at night were pinning Jude down, but Jude had escaped them through religion.  Dragic knew they were real.  So did Jude, but the little boy had the Christ.  Sleep Paralysis is never easy--that's what they call it.  Dragic got two hours at best of slumber, the rest, his eyes wide open while they hovered around and paralyzed him.
   He remembered, years ago, a man limping into Mass, Dragic going there as his ex-wife was Catholic while he was Serbian Orthodox, yet he converted, and that limping man, disheveled, bearded, and yet armed with ascetic confidence marched to take the Eucharist--in the worst of conditions, suffering next to Christ, ready to imbibe the Body of a Living God.
   Upon such remembrance, Dragic decided it was time to try Mass again.  Give it a shot.