Saints and snakes (4)

   
   "Saints and snakes (4)"
   
   McKelvy had slayed the autistic boy's allegorical demon; moreover, restored the boy's therapy dog to life by way of the virginal, inviolate ivory-blade and the power of Arch-Angels contained within.
   McKelvy's next journey took him/her to a melancholy place, full of neglect, false testimony, unethical behavior, something that might disbar an officer of the reptilian court.
   In the valley, eastways from the City of Angels, resided a woman with neurological difficulty, her whisky-drinking husband (always scowling), and their son, demonized by disease, yet made strong by his religious ways; plus, a rarely-visiting sister.  The cruelly cognizant family made the son the scapegoat for all their problems as he took gentle, benevolent care of his mother--just check the blood-work, and that she still remains, even though his sister wanted to put her in a cheap facility, while asking her gimp-like brother for his pain medication at times, having her own porn collection, and being infected by having sown her spiritual seed on non-fertile grounds; specifically, thorny ground, where corporeal pleasures and Satan take you away from acts of sublimity, causing you to offer up false testimony, deny the sick, calling them lazy--utter ethics gone sour, like the grapes of wrath.
   McKelvy would touch the father with healing, drive the demon out of the sister, and take the mother and son into the Otherworld.  It is a shame people fear beauty and love, appearing as if kicked in the face by a donkey or having a sunken skull, and their jealousy of flowers and good gardens cause them to stomp with sinister stupidity, not knowing the spending of wealth is relative, considering the bank account.
   McKelvy dropped to his/her knees, praised the Virgin:  "Mirror of justice, Singular Vessel of Devotion, Mystical Rose, Gate of Heaven, Queen of Angels, Queen of confessors--thank your for being as white as snow."