|One of many Irish Female Saints|
The Ladies’ Auxiliary of St. Ann Church were engaged in vigorous debate about page 37 of “Secret Life of Saint Dymphna” when all hell broke loose.
Father Gary threw open the doors in a small book room, crying, “Someone has broken into our church hall!”
Caught between horror and mirth, all stood up, racing to the church hall. Auxiliary president, Mrs. Girth was last to take off running, the only one with mirth bubbling within, smiling at rear ends ahead of her. Her thoughts were random and full of disdain.
Ha! Mrs. Garson! ...you did not know anyone saw you having a romp with that handsome altar boy behind table skirts in this very room! …and Miss Maulder, you wretch! Stealing holy wine, swigging it down after service! Really! I could smell it on your breath!
The herd had reached the hall, each searching the room. Mrs. Girth hung back, watching, smirking.
Ha! Ms. Barton! No one knew that it was you who wolfed cartons of butter pecan and moose tracks ice cream…but I saw you.
|Litanies of St. Dymthna|
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