Hail Mary CornerDundurn, 16 paź 2001 - 209 Taut, compelling, and remarkably assured, Hail Mary Corner thrusts readers into unfamiliar territory past an emotional frontier we all must cross: the uncertain ground between adolescence and adulthood. High on a cliff above a pulp-mill town on Vancouver Island, sixteen-year-old Bill MacAvoy and his friends lead cloistered lives while other boys their age run free. it may be the fall of 1982, but inside the walls of their Benedictine seminary they inhabit a medieval world steeped in ritual and discipline--a place where blackrobed monks move like shadows between doubt and faith. Isolated from the outside, Bill and his friends develop a unique and often hilarious culture. Schooled in the virtues of sacrifice and service, they instead learn to challenge, resist, and wield power over one another's lives. On the road to certain expulsion, Bill discovers two secrets: one concerns Brother Thomas, the monk who watches his every move; the other involves his best friend, Jon. In Bill's hands these secrets prove dangerous weapons. Handled carelessly, they trigger an event that threatens to haunt him for the rest of his life. |
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... head and closing my eyes , I felt the presence of God . I could also feel the warmth of Jon kneeling next to me : a familiar whiff of soap and evaporating Aqua Velva . When I opened my eyes , I saw the greasy scalps of seminarians ...
... head turned to the back of the church where a huge bap- tismal font bubbled holy water over granite rocks and into a little pool . The cardinal paused a moment more to make sure of what he heard . Crock , crock echoed again , announcing ...
... head and listened to Billy Idol for a moment before issuing his sig- nature grimace . He told me to change out of my “ getup , ” then store it and the offending machine in my trunk . “ Be on time and in uniform for the Reading of the ...
... head thrown back in ecstasy . " Amplius lava me ab iniquitate mea , et a peccato meo munda me , " we sang . Wash me clean of my guilt , purify me from my sin . On the way back from Communion I stopped to take it all in . I nearly ...
... head and onto the grass . Then came the belt . He picked up the pace and unbuttoned his habit , shrugging it off halfway to the Bog and con- tinuing his waddling jog in T - shirt , boxers , black socks , and shoes . Jon and I turned to ...
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