Horror Movies and Guilt

<p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>When a middle-aged woman dealing with grief and depression offers to help a priest sell his late grandmother's knickknacks they discover an unexpected connection over their shared love of horror movies. As they bond over late-night scares and confront their religious trauma they must decide whether to keep running from their pasts or take a leap of faith toward an unconventional love story.</span></p><p></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>Listen... My abuela passed recently; I'm avoiding editing the draft of my book but other than that I have no idea what to do with my life so I am up for helping a lumberjack priest price his grandma's knickknacks for donation money ON THE CONDITION that none of the money goes to the uppity Ladies of Piety. Those old ladies can suck a bag of dicks I thought but thankfully managed to not say.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>Lumberjack priest? Tom eyebrow quirked up.</span></p><p><span style=color: rgba(0 0 0 1)>Really? That's what he was choosing to focus on? Oh yeah... you're built like a lumberjack. Has no one ever told you that? </span></p><p></p><p></p>