"We don't do that. You might try ABC Church in the Garden District. They might marry you."
I have held those words in my heart, letting them fester, for almost sixteen years.
After Kathe agreed to marry me, and we decided together to do it before I left for 6 months of fieldwork, I asked the Rectoress, Mother G***, if she would marry us.
She looked at me as though I had tracked dog poo into her sanctuary.
I have held those words in my heart, letting them fester, for almost sixteen years.
After Kathe agreed to marry me, and we decided together to do it before I left for 6 months of fieldwork, I asked the Rectoress, Mother G***, if she would marry us.
She looked at me as though I had tracked dog poo into her sanctuary.
