“I have one song about growing up and a bit about my childhood,” Annie DiRusso says with some apprehension. “Baptized by a pedophile in a church that reeks of oak and death.” She shoots an “OK now let me explain” look.
“When I was in eighth grade getting confirmed, it came out that this deacon in our church molested young girls years ago, actually before he baptized me — it was past the statute of limitations by that time,” DiRusso looks down at her coffee mug pressed against Melissa Etheridge’s greyscale grin on her tee shirt. “What made it even more sickening was that one of the other priests
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