From “Healing in the Dark” – Mab Maher (1956-1974; 288) -
At twenty-eight, in graduate school in Washington, D.C., I had my first experience of triangular love. A handsome young nun from Detroit and I grew very close as we studied in the library, ate together, and took long walks each day. I loved Ann. I had so much energy I could have sold it. Ann was also a close friend of a priest from Ireland whose years of scholarship had left him physically blind. When the three of us went on an outing, I usually drove. One day we went to the ocean in Delaware. After we finished our picnic, I hiked two miles back over the dunes to find the car and drive it back to them. When I returned, they were lying under several blankets. I could see him sucking her breasts through her open habit. Overwhelmed with my own sexual yearning and loss, I fell to the sand and sobbed. I never revealed that I had seen them...
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Thursday, October 6, 2011
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