Who might it be…? Thought Sister Anna when she heard the knocking at the front door… Mirna should have used the kitchen door…. She thought as she approached the front door while all the children looked curiously and cautiously, some peeking through the curtain of the window.
Sister Anna taught the children not to open the door to any strangers. The last thing they want is for someone to barge in and start rummaging the orphanage….
Even when all the local people knew how poor the orphanage was, still one or two people thought that they had something of value to be taken out of there.
Peeking from behind the curtain, Sister Anna's face frowns…. Who are these people? She thought as she saw the blonde man, smiling politely, standing with his hands clasped behind his back, rocking his body
