Chapter Twenty-Six
Elizabeth needed to get the cigar box out of her hiding spot. She couldn’t leave it behind; it held her life. She decided to wait until they were all asleep and slip out. Their house was just a few blocks away and no one was there. A key to the front door was under the mat and she could dash up and get it, and dash out. Easy peasy.
Upstairs, all but two of the nuns were asleep. Sister Mary Rose told the Sisters the children were leaving in the morning.
“It is a good thing,” Mother Agnes said, because “the family needs some time alone so they can prepare to help their father when he comes back from Topeka.” It was not the truth, but Sister Mary Rose didn’t care. Her job was to get the children and Susanne safely out of town.
They needed to be up early, have their brea
