I have chosen this. Please help me remember.
Esperanza stared at the sentence.
Mother Caridad turned the photograph over again.
In the window of the house behind the two sisters, a third figure stood partly hidden by the curtain.
A man wearing a ring with a dark stone.
And beneath the photograph, written in a different hand, was a final line:
Ana remembered everything once before.
PART 3
The photograph remained on the table between them.
Mother Caridad studied the younger version of Sister Esperanza standing outside the small house in San Aurelio. Without the white habit, she looked almost unfamiliar. Her hair fell loosely over her shoulders, and one hand rested against the gentle curve of her stomach.
Beside her stood Elena.
The resemblance between the two women was unmistakable now that Mother Caridad knew to look for it. They shared the same dark eyes, the same narrow chin, and the same expression people wore when they were smiling for someone they trusted but still carried private worries.
