Long ago, I remember a procession at Our Lady of Peace (Santa Clara, CA). Maw and I invited auntie Ching and her Shillster to join us. But the daughter took me away from the crowd and we waited in her car until the event was over. She didn’t converse and pretended to join in the prayer while in the car!
When we got out of the car and walked to the front of the church, I saw auntie Ching holding two more candles for us. That was a sad sight as the mother looked up at her daughter in disgust.
I guess the boy will never believe me – a star witness to the manipulative character of that angry girl.
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