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We returned to St Katherine's the following Sunday. I dragged Mulder along to church. He sat beside me and held my hand. After mass we stayed behind. "Father Brian," I said walking up to him.
"Dana," He smiled. "It's nice to see you here."
"Where's Grace?" I asked. "We'd like to speak to her, if that's all right."
"Grace?" He said his face suddenly falling. "Grace can't speak to you."
"Why not?"
"She became suddenly very ill in the early hours of yesterday morning. I called an ambulance and she was rushed to the hospital. They couldn't save her."
"Oh no," I said and felt tears well up in my eyes. "No, she, she can't," I shook my head and swallowed hard. Father Brain hugged me.
"Don't cry, she's moved on. She's with the Lord." He said tears contained in his own eyes.
"Um, can, can you tell me what time?" I asked.
"Eight thirty two. The exact time she was born." He said.
"I'm so sorry." I said. He smiled at me and nodded.
"Thank you for coming this morning Dana." He said. I smiled and nodded. I turned back to Mulder.
"The exact time you woke up." I said.
"What are you saying? Grace gave herself for me?" He said putting his arm around my shoulder.
"I don't know. I just know that the only reason I have you is because of her."
"And because of God." He added.
"Maybe she was God." I said and chuckled lightly.
"Maybe," He smiled. We left the church together and walked along the streets hand in hand. I'd never know for sure what had happened. All I know is that I haven't doubted my faith once since that day. Perhaps that's the true miracle in it all.
