SATURDAY

Her name was Dawn. Like the heavenly light that shun upon the earth and blessed everything it touched, so she had shun a divine light upon me the day I met her. Though our encounter, yesterday, ended up being awkward in every way, I still looked forward to seeing her again.

Tia told me that the cloth she had given me had been soaked in sacred water—the kind that priests bless in churches—the material is then dried but as long as it isn't washed, it would instantly ...