A BoobBaby email reminded me of the importance of the opening sentence. What better choice than to steal a line from Shakespeare? It appears again at the end of the chapter, after Romano's run in with the demonic being.
“By the prickling of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes.”
Father Romano chuckled as he remembered the quote from Shakespeare’s Macbeth. Strange chills running up and down his spine and a sense of foreboding had brought the memory to the fore, interrupting his prayer. He took a calming breath and dismissed the sensations as nonsense. All was well.
He returned to his prayer. “Father, I come to you in Jesus’s name. I am a sinful man, not worthy of your grace. I beg for it nonetheless. I have failed you many times. But no more. From now on I will bear my cross with joy. Please strengthen my resolve. I long to feel the Holy Spirit stir within me as he did when—”