Lucille

“You will return to Molave City,” Roman declared as soon as our call connected. At only nine in the morning, it wasn’t what I expected.

It had been two weeks since I’d made the two-hour trip to Monovia, to Annabella Castle. While my husband and I spoke with some regularity, with my technology still shielded and the concern that our calls were overheard, I was at a loss for what was happening in Molave with Roman or the ...