—BARUCH 1:14 ALYCE shared what she had read with her sisters—Marie first, since they were accustomed to working mind-to-mind. Marie wept with emotion when it was done, then dried her tears—glad ones, this time, unlike those of the previous weeks—and gathered up the finished half of the garland to take it to the altar rail, humming one of the more sprightly antiphons of Advent as she carried it down the center aisle. “She’s quite amazing, isn’t she?” Vera murmured to her twin, watching Marie retreat. “And very young.” “She was always Father’s pet,” Alyce replied, smiling. “And she is still just fifteen.” “Yes, I tend to forget that,” Vera said wistfully. “Ahern is so mature for his age.” She shrugged and jutted her chin toward the letter still in Alyce’s hand. “Shall we?” They returned to the bench where Vera first had found them and settled in amidst the stockpile of pine boughs and ivy, laying the ivy matrix and a few pine boughs across their laps—diversion, in case anyone should enter.
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