God’s Janitor

Cardinal Spencer brushed cigarette ash off his sleeve; another stain removed. He watched the police hold back the crowds, while the paramedics worked futilely to punch life into the Pope’s chest. The white choir dress began to stain red, this taint beyond his powers. Forty years serving five Popes and it had come this.

The shadows from the Coliseum gave him both shade and brief anonymity. Working in the background was his real skill. Cleaning up the Papal messes: the high profile –the collapse of Banco Ambrosiano and Calvi’s suicide; the abuse of children and the subsequent cover ups – and the mundane. God’s Janitor. But now the dirt was too ingrained.

He tapped the nearest policeman on the sleeve. The officer stepped back to let the Cardinal through. He moved confidently to the man clearly in charge. “I think you will want this.” He held out the handgun.

He looked at the dead Pontiff’s unseeing eyes and prayed. He had willingly dirtied his hands. He had done all that they asked; every crisis, every problem he had been there to cauterise, sanitise, pacify. But not this, this treachery, this undermining of everything Holy. He knew he had to act when they had come and said, ‘We want to modernise’.

 

About TanGental

My name is Geoff Le Pard. Once I was a lawyer; now I am a writer. I've published four books - Dead Flies and Sherry Trifle, My Father and Other Liars, Salisbury Square and Buster & Moo. In addition I have published two anthologies of short stories, Life, in a Grain of Sand and Life in a Flash. More will appear soon, including a memoir of my mother's last years. I will try and continue to blog regularly at geofflepard.com about whatever takes my fancy. I hope it does yours too. These are my thoughts and no one else is to blame. If you want to nab anything I post, please acknowledge where it came from.
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20 Responses to God’s Janitor

  1. Enjoyed this Geoff.

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  2. willowdot21 says:

    When he returned to his room he sat down and tried to relax. His phone buzzed , a message. It read for God’s sake sort Brexit ! No! He thought that’s not my jib, that’s work for the devil.
    Great post Geoff 💜

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  3. Well done Geoff!! Spot onI thought….

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  4. Very chilling tale, Geoff.

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  5. AJ.Dixon says:

    This is great, Geoff. I love the idea of the diligent Cardinal being ‘God’s Janitor’. A dirty job, indeed!

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  6. Elizabeth says:

    I think I might know the name of the Cardinal!

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  7. An interesting concept

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  8. Impactful story, Geoff. Only so much cleaning up for one person before he reached the breaking point.

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  9. Love the twist at the end. I can see the value in being God’s janitor. I wonder how far that power could reach? 😉

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