With a confidence born of months of dealing with different strange men, Sister Lucia demanded, "And where am I to go, in this condition? On the street... as Molly, I suppose." Oh dear me, no," said the Monsignor, "Most definitely not, think of the scandal. Your Convent will welcome you back into the fold, sinner though you are. Your child will be delivered there, and sent for adoption. You will resume your life as Sister Lucia for the time being at least, and for the rest of your life if you. The son-of-a-bitch who got into her pants went to college with us, we both knew him. The details of their coupling aren’t especially important, that it happened at all was. And imagine this: the guy emailed me a confession of what happened, saying that he was feeling so guilty about what he and Laurie did. Bullshit was my personal response — I know that he had always had his eye on Laurie, he took advantage of the situation, and he wanted me to know. The result, as one might imagine, was that. They have all been warned that the practice will last longer than usual, as there are things we need to discuss.Recently, we have only been getting 20-25 people to show up for each practice, but it is the offseason, so not everybody has been showing up to every practice. As the girls and I come out of the house and mount our bikes, we are pleased to see that there are almost 40 people.I don’t want to spill my secret to the entire town, so I wait until we are 100km into our ride and almost. I've always wanted to be meat. Especially for you." Alright," John interrupts, "lets go to the den and get started."The den has a large makeshift grill made from concrete blocks and mesh wire, full of coals. A couch sits facing this grill pit. The ceiling slopes up with the roof. On the tallest wall is a fireplace that has an extra grate near the top to vent out smoke that's along the ceiling. There's also a ceiling fan, which John turns on and a pair of open skylights. As John works to light.