In the stadium the music was joyful and LuAnn walked to its beat. They passed the boys playing basketball, and she said: “I’ll go to confession today.”

“Really?”

“It’s at four on Saturdays.”

“I didn’t know you did that.”

“Not much.”

“Do you think you need to?”

“Yes.”

“To be forgiven?”

“No. I’m always being forgiven. But I’ll get strength from it. We do it face-to-face now. I’ll just go sit with the priest and tell him.”

“If you tell him like you told me, you’ll have another struggle on your hands.”

“It’s a very simple language. I’ll say I placed myself in the occasion of sin, and I nearly committed adultery, and I don’t want that to happen, ever.”