"It's a beautiful sanctuary," Sharon agreed. She was looking up and over at the stained glass windows as the parishioners, choir, and priests left the church. She was wondering and debating if this was the kind of place she wanted to come on a weekly basis. Because she felt like she needed spiritual guidance and support. Maybe. Probably?
"Why would I think that rude?" Sharon asked, turning to look at the young girl again. "Are you being rude?"