s'

ced when I opened my e

neatly by the door like ti

packed stuff here? Who

y bookshelves were empty. My desk was wiped cle

boot up. Oh my gosh... if I am being r

gally disow

t whiplash, heart ham

roaked, throat

ng open with

e, arms folded, face

rdly, refusing to meet my eyes, like they

a said briskly. "We're

a dream, still praying this wa

" I asked slowl

into something that

mo

said sweetly. "Where you'll be

idn't compu

d spoken

y, the nuns were pro

inking. Waiting. Begg

dn't

ME TO A CONVEN

already? Why do I have to be sent

Even Victorina fli

ng woman," she said, smoothing invisible wrinkles from her perfectly tailored pa

amed, scrambling out of

"Then consider it a cultura

in oversized pajamas, feeling like the last

I gasped. "This is...

ave me a pi

gally an adult. You'

wled. "You're liter

gged. "S

t the maid

e harder than polit

COMPLICIT!" I

"Sorry, Miss Eris" before sc

to my mother,

"you can't just dump me with a bunch of r

sunglasses from her bag like this was a casual brun

're going to force-feed me Bible verses! They're going to make

d her earrings, s

would be good for you," she s

e pretense of calling her "Mom" at this poi

onstitution this violates," she said wi

mouth. Close

ed, the words ripping

my duffel bag, slung it over her shoulder,

d after her as she disa

t isn't even the house of God because I will be in hell

ven know how I will survive a day watching them preach over a book that wa

a chance in that place! I cannot

g. This had to be a joke.

d over to

ch being exiled to a place where my freedom, dignit

floor, burying my

. This was

of glory. Not in a wi

onvent, being forced to wear

g out from downstairs

ceiling, hoping

probably laughing

ed myself up, yanked on a random outfit. Black hood

un Prison, I was at least going to

stairs, each step a

or, holding her car keys and ra

at my outfit and s

" she muttered

" I said sweetly, sh

tside, into the blinding su