One of the girls was missing. She’d been about six months along when Ella was hired on here.“Hey, Sally,” she asked the nurse who was helping with their class that evening. “Where is Nadia?” Nadia was pale, pale hair, pale eyes, and a slight Russian accent. She’d been in every class Ella had taught.Sally paused for just a second while rolling her mat up before she brushed it off and finished sliding it into its case. “She left. Went home,” she said.Ella frowned, sliding her own mat into its case and gathering up her towel and water bottle. “Really? That’s great! Where’d she go to? And did she have the baby yet?”Ella hadn’t worked this past weekend. She’d had the weekend off, and with her extra classes she’d picked up here at the Retreat, they’d offered her full benefits if she’d help out in other areas as needed. So far that had only consisted of helping out in the juice and organic shop two weekends ago and leading a handful of approved hikes through the woods on marked paths.
