I was scared to death of confession. The day the whole class went, I
let on to have a toothache, hoping my absence wouldn't be noticed,
but at three o'clock, just as I was feeling safe, along comes a chap
with a message from Mrs. Ryan that I was to go to confession
myself on Saturday and be at the chapel for communion with the
rest. To make it worse, Mother couldn't come with me and sent
Nora instead.