He remembers her words

As the sparks turned into flames, the bathroom was filled with acrid smoke. He turned on the exhaust fan and opened the bathroom windows to clear the air. He was burning this heap of pornographic trash because he wanted safety from the flames of Hell that would embrace him. The fire was consuming the paper and plastic as though it had been created for the flames.

He stood watching the fire without even blinking as though he stood on the edge of hell. A night ago he had stood on the hill watching the lights of city below and thinking that it was the last night of his life and he would never see the city lights again. In that hysterical condition, he had been shouting at the top of his voice, ''Once more, just once more, give me a chance! Just one chance and I promise that I will turn away from sin and never look back again''.