Chapter 25: Cut by care and glass
Sister Becca stood at the Reverend father's office door feeling anxious and nervous . Although one could not see it , her poker face was absolute perfection .
She was not coming with bad news , no , that was not the reason for her anxiety . The Reverend father had woken up five days ago , praise be to the Lord , and he'd resumed his duties only yesterday . No one had and could have told him otherwise , he had been adamant about returning to work . Oh how she lov-
Sister Becca shook her head before she could finish the thought and knocked on the door thrice before entering . As she looked at the man on the chair continuing his writing even after she entered , she was struck by his figure .
Having been there when he first begun overseeing the orphanage , she remembered the strapping young man he had been and very little had changed . Still so dashing in his attire , his face still holding a handsomeness that age could not conquer and his eyes , so pure and holy , she wished his eyes could be on her bodice with -
She stopped herself and waited patiently for the Reverend father to finish and acknowledge her presence . After five minutes , the Reverend father put his pen down and looked at her with a smile . Sister Becca's heart stopped and swooned .
" Sister Becca , have you brought the papers for the repairs ? " The Reverend father asked her and she produced some papers from her sleeve .
" Thank you . " He said as she gave them to him .
So handsome , so perfect , she thought as she looked at him . She wished she could be chosen by him to be his bride . It wasn't that she had a lack of faith or resented being a nun , she loved her place . But if the Reverend father had proposed right then , she would have thrown her abbot off and pounced on him , virgin that she was .
She wasn't foolish , she knew she was not exactly what someone like the Reverend father would see in that light . Atleast not yet . She was older by atleast a decade and maybe a few more years but so what ? That meant she was very mature , and would be a very knowledgeable wife . All he had to do was speak and her purity would be his , she'd been saving herself all this time for him . All he need do was say that h-
" How is the boy ? "
Sister Becca was snapped out her thoughts when the Reverend father spoke and it took a moment for his words to filter into her mind .
" Which boy , Reverend ? " She asked him .
" The boy who was injured along with me . Henric , I believe ." He said and Sister Becca tried to hide her distaste .
" He is fine. His injuries were minor compared to yours , Reverend father ." She said flatly .
" That is good . Sister Cali wrote to me , asking about his welfare . She has always shown him affection , hasn't she ? " He said looking down at his papers and he missed the look of hatred that came into Sister Becca's face at the mention of her former Sister .
" I am sure she does. Reverend , " She said slowly , " May I be excused ? I have left some children with duties and wish to see how they are fairing . "
" Ahh , yes. Go " The Reverend father said waving her away and she left the office with a look of anger in her eyes that could melt the sun .
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" Now , clean precisely . Understood ? " Sister Maria said to the boys by the fountain and they nodded their heads .
Christan held the cloth in his hands and scrubbed the fountain as best as he could along with his friend Julian . After four minutes , Sister Maria went to check on the boy's tending the roses , planting new ones to replace those killed in the storm .
" All so precisely this and precisely that . Honestly to God , I hate working the garden . " Julian grumbled and Christan agreed .
" And besides , " Julian continued with a frown , " Everyone knows only Henric can clean this fountain ' precisely ' . This should be his main duty . "
" How is Henric ? " Christan asked him .
" Him ? Eh , fine but a bit timid and pale is what I hear . Seems the fall messed with his head and now he's a tad lost . " Julian said and then he looked at him , " You still haven't spoken to him ? "
" No , too busy ." Christan said evasively but Julian could tell that was a lie .
" Did you visit him in the infirmary ? " He asked and Christan grit his teeth .
" No , too busy . " He answered shocking the other boy .
" Too busy to visit him ? I thought you were quite fond of him , as did everyone . What happened ? " He asked him .
He broke my heart , Christan thought but instead he said ; " Nothing . Look , you better clean faster before Sister Maria comes back . "
Julian nodded his head and went back to cleaning the fountain base . Christan looked up at the cloudy grey sky and sighed . He knew he should talk to Henric , but after the time in the woods he didn't have the nerve to see him .
Christan frowned and looked back at the fountain to see how much work they had done . Then he saw it . In the water , a shiny thing . His curiosity arose and he reached into the water to see what it was . As soon as he touched the shiny thing , he felt a cut on his finger and drew it back .
" What did you do ? " Julian asked him as Christan held his hand and saw the blood dripping from his finger .
" I cut my finger . You got a cloth to cover it up ? " Christan said but Julian shook his head.
" Sister Maria ! " He called and the nun came .
" Whatever do you want ? You can't have finished already , can you ? " She asked them .
" No , Sister. Christan cut his finger and it's bleeding frightfully . " Julian said and the Sister turned to Christan . Seeing the blood , she turned to the water in the fountain and saw a trail of red in it it's water . Oh her poor fountain .
" Alright . Go to the infirmary and be patched up . " Sister Maria said and Christan nodded his head .
He turned to leave but then he noticed something strange. Behind the statue , on the opposite side of the fountain , a boy was standing there. Christan was sure he hadn't been there before and he was also sure he wasn't part of the garden duty boys that day.
" Well , what are waiting for ? Go on ." Sister Maria said and he quickly rushed out of there.
CREATORS' THOUGHTS 
NixelLazuli
NixelLazuli Sister Becca is pitiful old woman. That Reverend father would never give her the light day would he ?
Christan , sad and heartbroken Christan . You've just met your true love . the boy in the garden.
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