Liberty's Sparkle (61)

   
   "Liberty's Sparkle (61)"
   
   The suave and handsome Monsignor reached out to Liberty as Faye had anchored herself away unto the City of God's Keel in a Divine Harbor of Safety.
   The Roman Collar-wearing Monsignor got Liberty into a Catholic group, after Sunday Mass, for people coping with tragedy.  Liberty was a bit phobic at first, giving off her glimmer of freedom, yet still on a leash, of sorts.  Then, she saw a thin but scrappy-looking guy, dark buzz cut, early thirties with a tough squint in his chocolate brown eyes.  And she wondered.
   The Monsignor, like a detective:  noticing what others miss, sauntered up to young Liberty, tapped her on the shoulder, and she swung her golden-blonde around, her forest-green eyes focusing upon the countenance of the holy man.  And he told her:  "That's Bobby Rook.  Had a testicle removed due to cancer, and his wife took his son and left him.  But he's one tough son of a holy bitch.  Reach out to him Liberty; he is a lost soul; nevertheless, as free as you are, my dear."
   Liberty nodded, and made a styled catwalk towards the guy named Bobby Rook.