Cказки Призраков. Tales of Ghosts. Премия им. Эдгара По / Edgar Poe Award (Билингва: Rus/Eng)

Once I found out by accident that my groom was a student at the Theological Seminary, however, the prospect of becoming the wife of a priest didn’t frighten me at all! On the contrary, I was even delighted, since I already believed in God! But soon, when I told him we were going to have a baby, he forbade me to give birth to our son.»

«Son?» Father Alexey furrowed his brow and fiddled with the Gospel.

«Yes, thank God, I didn’t take at least that sin upon my soul! After all, we never got married. My groom got scared, exchanged me for the daughter of a rich and influential official.

And my son outwardly is a copy of his father, and I named him Alexey as well.»

«How old is the boy?»

«Seventeen.»

«Did you tell him about his father?»

«No, Father. My son sings in a church choir, he is going to the Seminary. I didn’t want him to change his attitude towards God because of such a father. All he knows is that they are too similar in appearance.»

Father Alexey shook his head and touched Pelageya’s hand.

He was silent for a while, but then, sharply withdrawing his hand, said menacingly,

«So, my dear, you seduced a priest, then disobeyed him, despite the fact that a woman should always be in obedience to a man, being created out of his rib, and on the top of that you also concealed the truth from him!»

«Father, but…» Pelageya tried to object.

«Sinner! Isn’t it written in the Bible that everything I have listed is a mortal sin?!»

«I sincerely repent of all my sins and ask you to forgive me!»

«Have that man forgiven you?»

«Where can I find him now?» the unfortunate woman whispered already in tears.

«Is my soul doomed to wander the world like a restless ghost?»

«My dear, the Great pre-Easter fast is going on, so you must fast! Perhaps God will forgive you, but not I.»

The dying woman wept silently.

Father Alexey was returning to the church, obviously not in a good mood, but only one thought was spinning in his head, «My God, what does time make with a female beauty!» That same evening, Father Alexey left his cassock at home and went with friends to a pub.

Having drunk heavily, the next morning he skipped the mass and spent the entire Holy Week with friends, remembering the Passion of Christ without parting with the bottle.

On Easter, in order to avoid losing his job again, Father Alexey had to sober up. At the festive meal after the mass, he was informed that Pelageya had been buried on Friday.