Good Little Catholic Girl
He may have claimed to be a godly man but I could see the devil in his eyes. I grew up in mid San Francisco, Laurel Heights area where you, your neighbor and everyone you knew came from affluent catholic families. We were all named from the bible or from a saint. My brothers were named Isaac, John and Kilian and me as the only girl was named after the Saint Martyr Sarah. Like every kid, me and my three brothers went to private catholic schools. The boys would go down the road to the all boys school and I’d walk the extra few blocks to go to the all girl school. If you’ve never been to a Catholic school I’ll give you a little insight. Our teachers are priests and nuns. Most of the …