Sister Agatha by Domhnall O'Donoghue

Author:Domhnall O'Donoghue
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: mystery, humor, humour, black comedy, religious comedy, religious humor, irish thriller, catholic mystery, catholic thriller
Publisher: Tirgearr Publishing

A short time later, the parade eventually made the slight diversion scheduled and marched through the multi-faceted and beautifully turned-out Millennium Park. Sister Agatha thought the giant bean—or Cloud Gate, to give it its official title—was rather amusing. In the convent, Sister Ursula had littered nearly every corner of the premises with similar attempts of modern art. Granted, the sculpture in front of her at that moment in time was far more successful than anything her wayward friend had ever achieved—her controversial version of Michelangelo’s La Pietà had been unveiled during the much-anticipated visit from the Archbishop of Armagh without notice, or approval, forcing the then Mother Superior to take to her bed for two full days.

When the parade continued towards the Jay Pritzker Pavillion just a short distance farther, Sister Agatha was sure that if anyone would have appreciated its bold and unique design it would have been Sister Ursula (the bandshell’s steel headdress alone was quite the feat, and not dissimilar to the white cornette veils that some of her counterparts wore in other countries). Once again, she dismissed the idea of sending her dear friend a postcard, on the basis that it might give the game away, but Sister Agatha vowed to give her a blow-by-blow account of her adventures should she return to Irish shores.

Just as jet-lag and the day's excitement began to catch up with her, Sister Agatha was relieved to discover that the parade temporarily put the brakes on proceedings. Porter was assisted from the carriage and led up onto the stage as everyone else made their way into the large park in front of it. The official who, earlier in the day, had added a touch of green to her habit, invited Sister Agatha to take a seat in the front row. Delighted to put her tired trotters up for a brief moment, she gladly accepted and slumped down on one of the chairs—all the while keeping a close eye on her mark to ensure he didn't do anything to hinder her perfect plan.

The atmosphere reached fever pitch when Porter took centre-stage and, allowing a moment for the crowd to settle, the legendary musician took a trumpet to his mouth. What followed, Sister Agatha could only describe as absolutely magical. For five minutes, the one-time jazz virtuoso dismissed the unfortunate ramifications of age and cast a spell on the thousands of admirers who had now bundled into the venue, including one particular Irish nun.

At home, Sister Agatha had always relished the Sunday services that involved beautiful musical interludes from the local choir, but anything she had enjoyed in the past paled in comparison to what she experienced today. In fact, she was positive that the trumpet was an extension of Porter or, even better, that they were one.

Sister Agatha hadn't danced since that fateful night in the Kilberry Community Hall all those years ago but, despite her tiredness, she found herself tapping her feet and having the hankering to jump up and trip the light fantastic.

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