"Sister Lucia's confinement was long and painful, and by the time her child finally came in to the world she was near death herself. She never knew wh...ether it was a boy or a girl, for no record was kept in the Convent. It was only some years later that she discovered that such infants were treated as orphans and sent to Church orphanages with false histories, usually of having been found abandoned on the steps of the Convent...Six weeks in the infirmary, cared for by nuns for whom attending the. "Why ... what have you seen or heard?" We both asked."Well, remember last summer? I came home for a visit with mom and dad. I'd gotten some unexpected time off, so decided to make the best of it. Unfortunately, that was the same week you'd gone off camping with your friends, which is why we never saw one another," she said looking at me. "Anyway, the second or third day I was here, I'd made plans to go to the bar that night with Charlene, my best friend in high school since she was still living. Harold called. "Mr. Anderson?" Speaking." I'm Harold Franklin calling for my dad, Ben, of Franklin's Flying Service and Aircraft Restoration out of Lansing, Michigan." You have my aircraft?" Came in today ... those are some big containers. The truckers are here and we need permission to crack the seals so we can inspect. Just so you know ... Immigration and Drugs are here too." Crack away, Mr. Franklin. Unless someone else is shipping something in my containers that I don't know about, tell the. No one would believe such a cute girl would destroy someone's life (mine) on purpose. Even though she basically ended any hopes I had for happiness I stroked a curly bang from her face and said, "I promise I won’t tell anyone what I saw, don't worry.” I wiped her cheek with my thumb and helped her up. “C’mon you look exhausted, I’ll drive you home.” Since her mom was at home, and we were skipping school, which would (from what I gather) earn Candice another bare bottom spanking on an already.