We went to a lecture on Wednesday evening about spiritual maturity and were entertained by the almost girlish enthusiasm of the speaker, who is a middle-aged nun. She told us three or four times how thrilled she was to be speaking on the eve of Valentine's Day and, to mark the occasion, she even passed out little red glass hearts to everyone in the standing-room-only hall.
An hour into the 90-minute talk she realized she was going too slowly. "I need to hurry because I want to get to the ending!" she said with excitement. So she started flashing slides on the screen with no narration. It's a good thing I read quickly.
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