CHAPTER TEN
Mother of God, pray for me.
Evangelina rubbed a bead between her thumb and index finger wishing that she could talk to her own, real mother. Before her marriage to Josef, Evangelina would spend every other minute with Katerina, but once she moved from Skosias, her monthly visits just never seemed enough.
Though quiet and gentle, Katerina had been significant to the community in the village. There was not a moment when she was alone, whether organising committee gatherings, visiting the sick and the dying, or cooking for Father Theopoulos, but she still always had time for her children and for her husband. Even as she aged, and after her own mother’s death, and then after her husband’s death, she maintained her presence in the village. Evangelina had wanted her to come to liv
