“He mixed his sacred medicines and smudged. Afterward, he sat there for a moment to allow the smoke to come into his body and spirit. This one act connected him, even if briefly, to himself and to what he believed was the spirit world. In that space he offered thanks to those who had come before him and asked for help in this world, not just for himself but for anyone who might be struggling this morning.” DangerHumourProtectCuriositySuspiciousPolice ForcePage TurnerCrime StoryNewfoundlandInspector Book:Too Close For Comfort Source: Too Close For Comfort
“Praying to the Almighty, Javert?” called a voice, and Javert opened his eyes to see Rousseau and Leclerc smirking at him. Javert tipped his head and said to the others, "If I was, it would be awfully rude to interrupt my prayer, don’t you think? But, no, Leclerc. I find no solace in speaking with an imaginary puppeteer.” Rousseau, who was twenty-five and utterly dim of mind, frowned at Javert’s words. Javert rolled his eyes and sighed, "I don’t pray.” GodPrayerAtheismPrayingPoliceVictor HugoLes MiserablesPraying HabitsJavertInspector Book:Wolves and Urchins: The Early Life of Inspector Javert Source: Wolves and Urchins: The Early Life of Inspector Javert