Biker Held a Knife to a Priest’s Throat in Front of the Whole Congregation

saw a little girl crying in the parking lot of the rectory. She asked her if she was okay. The little girl told her Father Murphy had told her to go home and pray.

She asked the little girl her name.

It was Sarah.

The next day the little girl was dead and the woman never said anything because she didn’t know if it mattered. For twenty-four years she didn’t continue reading …