Father

Confess your sin. People call me Father, but I’m the worst preacher you’ll ever meet. Days spent completely wasted pull a number on you, especially when you’ve got a truckload of baggage that comes with it. Until this beautiful girl in the back of the church takes my breath away. …And we end up committing sacrilege in the confessional. Did I mention I’m filthy? However, having a dirty mind isn’t the only thing we’ve got in common… Our past is laced with sin.