"Brother Carlyle," the monk cleared his throat and shifted in his bare, wooden chair, "lives alone."
The reporter was beginning to get annoyed, but tried not to show it. "I understand that, but why did he choose to separate himself?"
"He didn't, Miss." The monk was newer, that is, he became a member within the last ten years. Most of the monks were quite old, but this one could still be considered young. She arched one eyebrow and he continued in a whisper, "Brother Carlyle was sent away."
Now we're getting somewhere. The other brothers, friars, monks, priests, or whatever they were, kept giving her the runaround, but eventually, Tia Teagarten always got her story. She leaned in and matched the monk's volume, "Why was he sent away?"
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