45
LYNNE
I found a church not far from the hotel and went there in the evening while Connor was out. You can’t throw a rock in Rome without hitting a church. I entered the sanctuary and took a seat in one of the pews.
Christmas was ten days away and I had no idea where we would be on that day. I wondered if we would still be alive on Christmas morning. I touched my abdomen. It’s going to be all right, I thought, defiant. It has to be. It took you a long time to find your way here. I’m not going to let that long trip be for nothing. No one is going to take you away from us.
I closed my eyes and started to pray. When I opened them again, there was an elderly woman seated next to me. The woman smiled and patted my hand. “It will be all right, signora,” she said softly.
“It shows, huh?” I
