from the altar.
“Lorenzo, this is absurd. Get up. You cannot possibly be listening to this.”
He did not turn his head.
“Quiet.”
One word.
Enough.
Vivian’s mouth closed.
Up close, the girl looked even smaller. Her shoulders trembled now. One hand gripped the strap of a tiny cloth purse as if it were the last safe thing in the world. But her eyes did not waver.continue reading …
