“We must hurry…” Said Mirna, talking to the boy wrapped in the sling, feeling the drizzle turn to rain that made her walk faster, not as fast as she wanted, since she has the boy with her, and her hand full of logistics she carries for the orphanage.
She lifted the side of the baby sling carrier to cover the boy's head, and then started to rush herself….
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That’s weird…. She thought as she closed the kitchen door…. It’s too quiet….
Where are the boys…? Where’s Sister Anna? She wonders…. Usually the sister will stand outside the kitchen door, pacing, worrying about her, and dash towards her, carrying an umbrella for her….
But now….
Where is Sister Anna…? She was worried….
As her hand stretched to open the door…. She froze….
Slowly she put her ear to the door…. She catches a subtl
