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By the time they were twelve years old, Scarlett and her sisters had
the imperatives of the catechism firmly implanted by their mother's
patient teaching? Now Scarlett squirmed with guilt because she had
neglected all religious observance for so many yearsHer mother
must
be weeping ? in heavenOh, why did her mother's sisters have to live
in Charleston? Nobody in Atlanta had ever expected her to go to
MassButler wouldn't have fussed at her, or at worst, she might prada milano have
expected her to go to the Episcopal church with herThat wouldn't be
so badScarlett had some vague notion that God didn't pay attention
to anything that happened in a Protestant churchBut He would know
the minute she stepped over the threshold of Saint Mary's that she
was
a fearful sinner who hadn't been to Confession since since-she
couldn't even remember the last timeShe wouldn't be able to take
Communion, and everyone would know that was whyShe Chloe Purse imagined
the
invisible guardian angels Ellen had told her about when she was a
childAll of them were frowning; Scarlett pulled the covers up over
her headShe didn't know that her concept of religion was as
superstitious and ill-formed as any Stone Age man'sShe only knew
that she was frightened and unhappy and angry that she was trapped
in a
dilemmaWhat was she going to do? She remembered her mother's
serene
candlelit face telling her family and her servants that God loved the
stray Gucci Purse lamb most of all, but it wasn't much comfortShe couldn't think
of any way to get out of going to MassIt wasn't fair! Just when
things had started to go so well, tooButler had told her that
Sally Brewton gave very exciting whist parties and she was sure to be
invitedScarlett did, of course, go to MassTo her surprise the
ancient ritual and the responses were strangely comforting, like old
friends in the new life she was beginningIt was easy to remember
her
mother when gucci fashion her lips were murmuring the Our Father, and the smooth
beads of the rosary were so familiar to her fingersEllen must be
pleased to see her there on her knees, she was sure, and it made her
feel goodBecause it was inescapable, she made a Confession and
went
to see Carreen, tooThe convent and her sister turned out to be two
more surprisesScarlett had always imagined convents as fortresslike
places with locked gates where nuns scrubbed stone floors from
morning
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