With a bath towel concealing her hair, Sandy entered my closet confessional. She knelt down, and said: “Bless me, Mother, for I have sinned….”
“Please continue, my Child,” I said, using my best matronly voice. I was also veiled in towel, with an enormous silver crucifix chained around my neck.
Unaware that only priests could absolve sins, we rather liked playing confession and pretending to be Catholics. If only we could emulate the good-hearted Maria from The Sound of Music or that zany Sister Bertrille from The Flying Nun TV sitcom!
As soon as we were old enough, Sandy and I solemnly vowed, we would probably join up.
“Please continue, my Child,” I said, using my best matronly voice. I was also veiled in towel, with an enormous silver crucifix chained around my neck.
Unaware that only priests could absolve sins, we rather liked playing confession and pretending to be Catholics. If only we could emulate the good-hearted Maria from The Sound of Music or that zany Sister Bertrille from The Flying Nun TV sitcom!
As soon as we were old enough, Sandy and I solemnly vowed, we would probably join up.
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