“I’m… not?”

“No. I guess your heart just wasn’t really in it. God, and I, are so very saddened, we expected more.”

“Please! Don’t say that… I didn’t mean… I don’t know, it’s not my fault is it?”

Father Hamilton shook his head like the way my Dad used to when he was about to say he wasn’t angry he was just very disappointed in me.”

“Trisha, I thought we had an understanding. You’re not holding up your end of the bargain. I think you’ll have to leave this school.”

“No! Please Father Hamilton … I’ll do anything! Fuh… make love… breed me again!”

Father Hamilton tented his fingers and...