Chapter 29

“A work of art? Pffthahahaha! Like you’d know the first thing about art. You like him as a man. Sexually. Not as some stuck-up hobby!” She couldn’t just let that pass. She spat back at her younger self, telling her to stop messing with her. How could she, now a priest, like a man? She added that even ignoring her status as part of the clergy, no one could dislike pretty things. And that since Abba had created the world to be beautiful, it was only natural for the eye to be drawn to shining things.