The cold weather that had been only a dim promise yesterday had firmly taken root today. The gray dampness of the sky only made the barren grayness of the orphanage more desolate and hopeless. The sisters left me to watch over the children once again. I let the kids play outside as long as the weather held. I knew that if it started raining, we would all have to spend the remainder of the day inside the orphanage’s bleak walls. By noon the sun started to break through the clouds, burning off some of the gray gloom. The cold was more tenacious, not giving way so easily. When the last Mass of the day let out, I glimpsed that familiar streak of blue in the crowd. It was Caleb again. “Hey, Liz, you’re here again, I see.” “Yes, every Sunday,” I replied matter-of-factly. “Well, are you almost done here? I’ll give you a ride back to school. It’s awfully cold for you to walk.” He was right, it would be a miserable, frozen walk back to campus. “I’ll have to ask Mother. She should be right back.”
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