SAINT THOMAS THE APOSTLE - CREATIVE WRITING WINDSOR U SUBMISSION
Saint Thomas “Weir I Doubt Everything You Write" by Stephen Weir When I get overheated, I talk to myself. Lou d and Long. Important stuff. Politicians eavesdrop. Reporters take notes. Nuns cry. Priests scoff and Lord have mercy, they love to throw things at my head. Today, sitting in the back pew of India’s San Thome Church it is a bowl of hot curry, airborne and coming my way. “It is always hot in Mylapor . Pretend you are making a booty call on that cell of yours, so the congregation won’t think you are coo coo ,” whispered a reedy voice from the other end of the wooden pew. “Better duck. Now!!! ” I look over. He is old. Bald on top. He has shoulder-length grey white side hair. His wavy bushy white beard would bring jealous tears to the eyes of Santa Claus (“if there was such a person” I mumble), “I doubt it” he croaked. Damn . He heard me. I’ve got to turn my volume down a notch or three. Thanks for the warning, you strange looking man, I th