I can’t believe I’m about to tell Sister Evelyn my theory about the Seven Deadly Sins - or, the Seven Deadly Princes, to be precise. I haven’t had much time to formulate it clearly, to think through all the finer points - but it’s been slowly forming in the back of my mind over the past few weeks, becoming clearer and clearer all the time. After my hellish nightmare earlier in Norman and Rosa’s car, some of the details of my little theory have finally crystallised.
In my mind's eye, I picture each one of the boys (plus the one girl) who other students have dubbed 'the seven princes.' Perfect vessels for the evil temptations of the seven deadly sins.
“Sister Evelyn,” I begin, hoping I don’t sound absolutely crazy for what I’m about to suggest. “Those demonic princes of Hell you mentioned
