The weather was quite nice for the next few weeks, with clear skies instead of heavy clouds, and their church school was particularly lucky as no deranged mobsters noticed this overlooked safe haven. All the preparations they had made for the impending political upheaval went unused.
The Priest and other nuns kept exclaiming, "Mother Goddess bless us," but Teresa, who studied the original text of the Creation Scripture day and night, for some reason thought of what the woman had said before she left.
A few days later, on a sunny afternoon, the entire school was enjoying a rare tranquility in the somewhat sultry midday, as if everything happening in the bustling, commerce-filled Saint Nali had nothing to do with them.
When Teresa got tired from studying the Creation Scripture, she would take a broom outside to clean, straightening the dusty tables and chairs left by believers in the outer hall.
