Chapter 32“D
oesn’t your friend have family? Parents, siblings?” Mother Superior finally says, looking up from the papers on her desk.
“Yes, but they all live in Brooklyn, too, and her husband’s insidious,” says Rita. “Besides, Connie is starting a plant business and the city is no place for that.”
Mother sits back in her chair with a faint click of her rosary beads. “You think she’s capable?”
“She majored in botany.”
“That’s not what I meant,” Mother says, studying Rita’s face. “I mean will she be able to sustain a job and a family on her own.”
“Women do.”
Mother sighs. “Again, that’s not what I asked.”
“I think so. I hope so.”
“Six more months.”
Rita nods. “The funding for a coordinator for the food bank starts the first of July. I can hire someone to take over, maybe even Conn
