Chapter 1
The thaliomide´s scandal and the Sister Evangelina's death had consumed everyone´s spirits. It seemed that grew not only the problems, also the emptiness of someone very important was missing. So when arrived the proposal for a trip to Africa, everyone accepted, hoping that the change of scenery would benefit. And they there were, traveling in a tortuos train to nowhere. In front of her, Trixie and Sister Winifred chattered animatedly, as if the heat did not dent them. She thought that the trip would make them both very well; Trixie could cope better her fight with herself and the alcohol, and Sister W. temper her faith, she ocasionally used it to judge too quickly to others.
She looked out the window at the vast plain that the midday sun was burning, and then she looked where she don't want to look. Four seats later, Shelagh slept in the Dr Turner´s arms. Two months had passed and seems two years. Two months since the discussion about the pill had distanced more than when Shelagh left the Order. For the first time, the gasp between science and church put them in opposite places. But she could not understand that Shelagh not see the consequences. How she forgotten too quicky the education in the Order? Or she was too blinded by her husband? Think about that annoyed her a lot because in those moments she missed Sister Bernadette, her right hand and her future sucessor, the person that she always trust. It was strange that they were the same person and at the same time, two opposites.
At last, the train stopped in a small station crowded with people. They soon alighted and Sister Julienne put all her hope in the African sun also burn the wounds.