Sr. Mary Francis sat at her portable typewriter, trying to work on her dissertation in the library at Loyola University. She couldn't stop thinking about her niece and was anxious to go back to the convent and get a call from her brother about her niece's condition. She left the library, glad that due to modernizing changes in her order, she could actually drive.

"Hello, how is she?"

"She's continuing to improve, very slowly. She'd like to talk to you."

"Hello, Thank you… for the flow-ers." Sr. Mary Patrick slowly stated.

"You are very welcome, dear."

"I stood today."

"Without help?"

"Yes."

"How wonderful, dear, a true blessing."

"Yes, thank God",Sr. Mary Patrick replied.

"Remember dear, God will make a way!"

"Yes, Goodnight"

"Goodnight, may I speak to Robert again, please?"

"She stood, Robert, for how long?"

"Only 20 seconds, but I hope and pray she will continue to get better."

"Oh so do I. Did you tell Mary?"

"Yes, she sounded on the verge of tears."

"I hope she'll be alright."

"So do I."

At Gloria's house, Gloria had just shut off the TV after watching the theme of Gidget. It's Dan & Julie, she thought rolling her eyes.

"THE NAAAAAAAAAAAAAAME GAAAAAAAAAAAME", came the loud voices from her daughter's room.

Well that's not Mozart's Requiem Mass, thought, Gloria. Her daughter was going to practice for choir with her friend.

Patty came down the stairs singing with her friend, Mary Ann giggling.

"Girls, that' not Mozart's Requiem Mass. "

"We practiced earlier, Mom", Patty explained.

"I believe you. You know it's a school night and Mary Ann has to be home by 9:30."

"Ok, Mrs. McDonald." Mary Ann couldn't wait until college, no more curfews!

"Mom, how's Sr. Mary Patrick?"

"She stood today when I came."

"All by herself?"

"For about 20 seconds, then she practically collapsed, until the therapist caught her."

"Oh wow. "She always made music class fun. Goodnight, Mom"

"Goodnight."

"Bye, Mrs. McDonald."

At St. Catherine's, Mary was surprised by a knock at her door.

"Who is it?"

"Sr. Mary Paul."

"What's wrong, is it my sister?" Mary panicked.

"I'm concerned about you."

"It's past 10:00. We must be up at 5."

"You were crying at dinner."

"Yes", Mary stared at the floor.

"I want to make sure you're alright, dear."

"God will help me."

"God will help your sister too, by sending her the doctors, nurses, priest and family. God helped make all those things that will help your sister. We can help now with prayer."

Sr. Mary Peter and Mary knelt beside Mary's bed and prayed. Mary cried and cried before giving Sr. Mary Paul a hug.

"It is people like you who truly show God's love. I'm so glad you are in my life! God bless you!"

" Shh, it's all right. Here, take my handkerchief. Goodnight, dear."

"Thank you so much. I couldn't ask for a better friend."

Mary slept that night knowing all was in God's hands.