Twosday Why Are You Here?

Tell us about two times you were somewhere you weren't supposed to be.

I remember this happening when I was about four or five. . .we were at the church, and I got a bit curious about what was behind the big door at the back. So while my parents were talking with some of the other worshipers, I slipped away and tried to have a look. Pastor Galswells opened it just as I approached and sent me scurrying back to my seat with a glare. Father later told me that was Pastor Galswells' personal quarters and that I shouldn't go looking at them without permission. Trust me, I never wanted to go near that door again after the scowl he gave me.

The other incident is even more embarrassing. . .I was about fourteen and attending a play with my parents. During the intermission, nature called, and -- well, I wasn't really paying attention. I nearly walked into the ladies' room. Fortunately I realized my mistake almost instantly and darted out before anyone saw me. I'm so glad no one was in there (or, if they were, that they weren't in a position to notice me)! If that had gotten back to my mother. . .