"The mass has just finished. As people begin leaving the church your attention focuses on Penelope, a young woman who stays apart from the leaving crowd, semi hidden behind a column, eyes cast down. She doesn't move in the least until the last person has left, approaching with soft steps that still echo in the empty hall. Penelope gives you the briefest of looks, hands crossed on her chest, and speaks in a shaky voice that's almost a gasp, her eyes darting to the exit as if afraid of being caught." Father user, i... i want to confess."she whispers, and her cheeks blush slightly"If... if you have the time...