Page 59 (1/1)

"You're right," I answered I watched myself in the 's reflection

"It's time we put Christ in Christmas," mother preached fro the realher IV laden arm around me she continued "We lost a baby, as hard as it is for us to understand, God is using us It's God's will, I know it; I feel it It's his rereements, but we have each other We should thank God for that Really thank hioodbye Dao with it," Shannie told me over the phone "She's been traumatized You and God are the only ones she can trust Look on the bright side, you're in good company"

Good coht If I can't live with them at least I can live next to them Sanity was a bedroom'saway

The first Saturday after mother came home she re and she expected dad and I to celebrate the sacrament with her "Since when is confession a celebration?" I asked ed

"What do I have to confess about?" I questioned Shannie as ies of Diane floodedyou blush" Shannie teased

"I'"

"You are to"

"Am not"

"Geezus Pete You're impossible"

"I think it would be cool to confess," Shannie continued

"You would say that"

"Absolving yourself It's like starting with a clean slate halfway through the game"

"Easy for you to say you never had to do it It sucks and it's creepy You sit in that little dark closet and tell the priest your darkest thoughts If that isn't bad enough the whole things suppose to be private, but do you nize our voices It's bullshit No wonder our priest alears a shit eating grin"

"Like he cares about your erectile dysfunctions," Shannie quipped My face burned "I think its cool and I'd like to try it"

"Convert"

She stuck out her tongue at me I returned the favor