International Kissing Day

Anne, in honor of this day o’ smooches, tells a story of an illicit kiss. The title alone sets up the vibe: “The Unbearable Tension of Confirmation Class“. I relate to her story. First of all, there is the overhang of Catholicism, there is also the loving of the bully-boy, and there is the priest hovering in an invisible miasma over the kiss-scene.

Also, she’s got one helluva sentence in her post. She describes Tom, a guy in her CCD class, who lived in Queens – as opposed to Manhattan. Listen to her prose, though:

Charlie and his friends all lived near the school, and could not conceive of Queens at all, let alone the idea of riding back and forth on the subway every day to get there. They teased Tom for being different, being poorer, and for having such geographical nerve.

Go read the whole thing. .