There were two brothers who were always up to some mischief. <>
If somebody had been locked up in his house or if somebody’s dog had been painted green, one always knew who the culprits were the brothers.<>
One day the boys’ mother asked a priest to talk to her sons and put the fear of God in them so that they would mend their ways. <>
The priest asked her to send her sons to him one at a time.<>
When the younger boy, a lad of thirteen, came, he made him sit and asked him: “Where is God?”<>
The boy did not answer. The priest asked again, in a louder voice: “Where is God?”<>
The boy remained silent. <>
But when the priest asked the same question a third time, the boy jumped up and ran away.<>
He went straight to his brother.<>
“We are in big trouble!” he gasped.<>
“What’s wrong?” asked the older boy, warily, wondering which of their sins had caught up with them.<>
“God is missing,” said the youngster, “and they think we have something to do with it!”<>
