At the end of her first day in the von Trapp villa, Maria kneels by her bed to pray. It won’t have been the first time she’s done this, for abbey life was shaped by a rhythm of prayer, from early morning matins to evening compline. And now in her new bedroom, she’s chatting with God as if with an old friend, freed from the liturgy of convent prayer… what or who interrupts her praying?
