Shona had always wanted to be a nun; ever since she watched a program on tele about nuns working in the slums of Bolivia.
“You’re not even catholic,” said her mother, rather relieved at the cancellation of the possibility of having a daughter who might not produce lots of grandchildren.
“What’s catholic?” asked Shona.
Anyway, that was years ago. How the world turns! These days, Shona is shacked up with her druggy boyfriend in a luxury New York apartment. Shona’s mother’s been a widow for years. She’s lots of grandchildren from her other kids. You can catch her in a downtrodden backwater-suburb of New Orleans. She’s the head nun down there.