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Can't get a Catholic exorcism in Kansas City? James Vivian is here to help

Continued from page 4

Published on April 17, 2008

After Linda finishes, she asks if he'll examine her. Two weeks ago, she admits, she went to see a fortune-teller. She knew it was a mistake, but she got a reading anyway. There are things she did when she was young that could be considered invitations, too. She had a bad cocaine habit at one point and spent some time in prison after she was caught transporting drugs.

Vivian is seated across from her with his hands on her legs. He's staring into her face with an angry look.

"I can see it swimming around in there," he says. "We can't deal with it all today, but we can do some things now."

He has her renounce curses and pledge herself to Jesus.

Around them, the others are holding up their hands, palms to heaven, muttering prayers that become indistinguishable as words overlap.

"Who are you?" Vivian asks. "Come up and face me! Come up and face me!"

Linda is silent.

Vivian makes her stand with him and motions for Mario to get behind her. Vivian's prayers are gibberish now — "Jesus Christ shi tah! Rah be no! In Jesus' name!"

He puts his hand on her head and tells the demons to leave. She starts to slide to the floor, but Mario catches her and sets her down gently.

Mario starts to say something, but Vivian spins around and slaps him across the face.

The boxer falls onto his back and stays there, still and silent, eyes shut.

Vivian shambles away, still speaking in tongues.

Five minutes later, the prayers have stopped, and both Mario and Linda are back in their seats. Vivian thanks everyone for coming and tells them that he'll be back tomorrow for another session. Anybody who wants an extended deliverance should fill out a personal history for him, and he'll study them tonight. Otherwise, that's enough for one day.

As the class files out, Vivian says he didn't expect things to go as far as they did.

"You talk to someone and you never know how these things are going to manifest," he says with a laugh. After the woman in leopard print leaves, he whispers, "Did you get a weird vibe from her? I did. I think she was here to check out the opposition. She wasn't here because she wants to get rid of spirits. We'll see what happens, but I bet she won't be back tomorrow. She already saw what she wanted."

Linda and Mario thank him and hand him personal histories. They promise to return tomorrow.

"I love my mother, but she won't stop messing with the fortune-telling, so I just can't be around her anymore," Linda says. "If I learn this, maybe I can do some good in my family."

After they leave, Vivian confides that he isn't sure what good it'll do as long as Mario and Linda are living together out of wedlock.

"I can work on them, but they're shacking up together, so they'll still have problems," he says. "I can do all you want me to, but you've got to get your life right first."

The next day, a few more people come. (The woman in leopard print doesn't return.) Vivian plans to make another trip to Wichita. He expects that after one more class, he'll have a new team ready to work.


Before then, though, he has to deal with Max.

Vivian puts on a pair of reading glasses and starts to go through the answers on Max's personal history.

"I almost forgot," Max points to an unchecked box on the sheet. "How about that? I did it once, but it was a long time ago when I was young."

"Oh, yeah. That counts."

"Even one time?"

"Yeah. Don't worry. We all have something."

Vivian finishes reading. He sees some things he doesn't like, but not too much. The yoga class Max attended might be trouble, and there's a history of family discord that could have opened a door.

He'd planned to prepare Max with videos of Larson fighting demons, but his laptop DVD player doesn't work. So he proceeds with the cross on his lap and a bottle of frankincense oil in hand.

Vivian follows the same script he did with Linda. First, there's renouncing curses, then pledging Max's life to God. He has Max read some Bible verses, then repeats the renunciations and pledges to God, along with forgiving everyone who's ever done anything wrong to his family, including people he's never met.

When the renunciations are finished and Vivian knows that whatever lives in Max has lost its legal right to a home, the real work can start.

He pulls his chair up to Max's and leans into his face. He's close now, staring into his eyes, looking for a sign of something inside.

"Come out! You come out and face the judgment now."

Max shakes his head. "I'm sorry," he says. "I don't know what you want me to do."

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