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Dee stood as well and turned the helping paw into a shake. “Thank you, Father.”

“I wish you the best of luck. You’re always welcome to come visit.” The dog relinquished his grip, turned to the statue, crossed himself, and walked back toward campus.

Alone again, Dee turned from the statue and stared out over the lake. One final time, he asked if he was doing the right thing, and one final time, God spoke to him in the gentle lapping of the water at the shore, in the quiet hum of a bee in flight, in the sweet taste of surety in his mouth.

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He crossed himself before the statue of Kateri Tekakwitha, brushed his fingertips over her stone paws, and then stretched.

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He stretched, crossed himself before the statue of Kateri Tekakwitha, brushed his fingertips over her stone paws, and then began to walk back through the campus.

It was a long trip home.