...just before I started the serious work Father Donovan opened his eyes and looked at me. There was no fear now; that happens sometimes. He looked straight up at me and his mouth moved.
"What?" I said. I moved my head a little closer. "I can't hear you."
I heard him breathe, a slow and peaceful breath, and then he said it again before his eyes closed.
"You're welcome," I said, and I went to work.
Author: Jeff Lindsay