Son of a Nun--A Look Inside

She took a deep breath, and said, “Adam I was pregnant. I did not know it when I left, but apparently those birth control pills had finally stopped working. By that time Marqueza and my mother and father had joined us at Marco’s home. Marqueza gave birth to a beautiful baby girl. She had dark hair just like her mother, and dark blue eyes. She was named Alexandra, named for our father Alejandro. Over the years she has grown up to be a lovely young woman, and we all call her Sandy.

“Marqueza never named the father, and I have often wondered if she even knew who he was since she was such a wild young woman. She confessed to me one night that she had seduced you on our prom night, and she said that you could be the father of her child. I didn’t want to believe her, but I do believe the part about the seduction. I knew something had happened that night.

“When I discovered my pregnancy I was ashamed, and frightened. I did not want to be known by the community as the other wild sister. I knew that my baby had been conceived in love. I decided that I needed to distance myself from my earthly family, and I joined the family of God. I came here to St. Luke’s Church, and asked for guidance from the priest. He found a home for me at the Carmel Mission, and I received aid from the nuns, and later, novice training. I gave birth to our son, and the sisters arranged for my brother Marco and his wife Jillian to adopt him. They named him Duane, honoring Jillian’s father.

“Adam, I am a nun, and have been very content living my life for my Holy Father. On special occasions I visit my earthly family and I have watched Duane and Alexandra grow up. My mother and father live near my brother in nearby Wilson Springs. Marco and Jillian adopted Alexandra after my sister died in childbirth in 1963. She was not married, and had not changed from her wildcat ways. The children, Alexandra and Duane grew up together, and have always been very close. They of course all knew that Sandy was adopted and that she had the Santiago family blood, but the Sisters of the Mission had not shared with my family who the mother of little Duane was. He was never identified as my baby, and since he is blonde haired, and blue eyed, it has always been assumed that he was an Anglo child.

“When Sandy and Duane were young, I think it was about when he was eight, Sandy started calling him Dune. They thought it was a very clever thing to have the names of Sandy and Dune since they both loved the beach, and were forever swimming or playing in the tide pools. The name has stuck and now everyone knows him as Dune Santiago.

“Marco and Jillian were never able to have children of their own, so they spoiled these two children, and were always so happy that they were close. Now, they are both twenty-two years old.
“But, now I have to tell you why I have asked you to come here. Sandy and Dune have disappeared, and the only clue they left behind was a note to Marco saying that they want to be together, and to do so they must move away from here. By looking at them they do not look like brother and sister, and they want to be married, but to stay here that would not be possible.
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I am the author of Son of a Nun, and I thought it was about time that I tell the world more about the book.

First of all, let me assure you that it is purely fiction. I’ve never been a nun, never even really knew a nun very closely, and while I do have a son, he is nothing like the son of this nun.

You can find Son of a Nun at Amazon, http://marilynwhite.tateauthor.com, or Enumclaw, Washington bookstores The Sequel and The Salt Shaker. I will also be in Enumclaw at Arts Alive! for a book signing event from 1:00 to 3:00 p.m. on Saturday August 31.   http://www.plateauartsalive.org/ I will have all four of my titles available for purchase at that time.