Wednesday School

by Mary Jeddore Blakney

“I saved you a seat,” said Carmen Luiso from the church nursery doorway. Marie Scanlon jumped, but recovered quickly and smiled. “Thanks. I just have a few more diapers left.”

“I admire your courage, Marie. I could never do the things you do.”

“If you mean bringing diapers to church, it doesn’t take any special courage, really. Nobody’s going to look in my purse.”

“I don’t know about you sometimes, Marie.”

For about thirty seconds neither friend spoke. Marie pulled the last six diapers out of the hobo bag. Carmen placed them on top of the stack and closed the cabinet doors. They both stood and Carmen sighed. “I hope they decide to switch to Wednesdays,” she said in a near-whisper. “I won’t have to worry so much about you.” more

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