Beauty Sleep - Chapter 37

Ora’s POV

At the time, I had mixed feelings about what was happening. I felt a combination of fear and excitement at the same time. I thought I had enough time to improve before I met my mom. But now, two weeks later, nothing. I started to question whether the coffee incident was a one-off.

It’s the last day of the month and, as always, Aunt Jo escorts me to the church at Summer Hill. As I entered, Father Nicholas was there to greet me. “You never miss our multi-faith day. Do you Ora?” He says with an enormous smile on his face.

“I have people of multiple faiths I want to pray for,” I replied.

“Then I am glad I can offer you somewhere to pray for them.” He says, gesturing for me to come inside. Usually, when I am there, no one else shows up. I have the entire place to myself.

After walking through the foyer, I go to touch the fountain of holy water. But the tips of my fingers tingle as I touch the water. I leave my fingers in the blessed water and watch as a small trickl