Pino stood next to Father Re, shaken. “Are you all right?” the priest asked. Pino was quiet for a long time before saying, “Father, is it a sin if I’m asking myself if I did the right thing in not killing that man?” The priest said, “No, it is not a sin, and you did the right thing not killing him.” Pino bobbed his head, but his lower lip was trembling, and it was taking everything in his power to swallow the emotion surging in his throat. Everything had happened so fast, so— Father Re patted Pino on the back. “Have faith. You did the right thing.”
