“WHAT DO YOU think, Alek? Does the sign look okay here?” asks Sister Yali from the ladder.
I, however, am no help because I’m currently looking at something else.
Ella is feet away, setting the long dining table for tonight’s birthday celebrations. Her flushed cheeks and stolen glances alert me to the fact she’s aware of my gawking, but I don’t care.
After being lost to her yesterday, I can’t mask how much I want her.
However, no one can know of my desires because she’s still in her full habit. So I focus on Sister Yali, who is peering down at me from the top of the ladder.
“A little to the left.” I gesture with my hand for her to move it a smidge. She happily does as I ask.
The sisters are ecstatic to be doing this for Mother Superior. She is the head matriarch whether she wants to
