Chapter 28
Wildflowers, the orphans of nature, flourish where they will—until the curious gardener, or perfumer, reins in their adventurous seeds. –DB
26 March, 1941 - Beverly Hills, California
Danielle parked her Delahaye automobile in front of a modest redbrick church. She paused for a moment, her hand on the key. This could be the day, she thought. The attached playground was deserted as she made her way to the side door and went inside.
The children of the Prince of Peace orphanage had breakfast from six to seven o’clock. On the next block, in the Temple Emmanuel orphanage, breakfast was served from six-thirty to seven-thirty. A quick walk through both to check on any new boys who might have arrived, and she could still be at her desk by seven o’clock. She made a point to visit all
