The Old Convent (2)
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be so easily dismissed.


Emma, our kitchen manager who had worked there six years by the time we arrived, described a quiet day in the summer, in between semesters when all the students were gone and she was alone at the convent, and a couple drove into the gravel driveway.

“The couple thought it was still a bed and breakfast, so I talked to them through the kitchen window telling them that we were a private property now owned by a study abroad program.” We get lots of tourists who see the road sign and are just curious. “But,” she continued, “the guy started staring at the second-floor window above my head, and freaking out.”

“What was he looking at?” we asked eagerly, not sure we wanted to know.

“He said, ‘I see a nun stan...

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