Together, they drew the fabric aside.
Behind it stood a small door Mother Caridad had forgotten.
It opened into a storage alcove built into the thickness of the stone wall.
The lock had been broken long ago.
Inside were folded blankets, an empty water pitcher, and a wooden chest.
Esperanza’s breath caught.
“That is the box.”
Mother Caridad lifted it carefully onto the table.
The wood was dark with age. Its brass clasp opened without resistance.
Inside lay several documents tied with blue ribbon.
There was Esperanza’s original consent form.
A letter from Elena withdrawing from the arrangement.
A statement signed by Doctor Paloma.
And beneath them, three sealed envelopes.
Each bore a date.
The first was written one month before Esperanza became pregnant with Tomás.
The second was written one month before Miguel was conceived.
The third was dated six weeks earlier.
Mother Caridad opened the newest envelope.
