No Faith in Whispers by Katie Perez

Author:Katie Perez [Perez, Katie]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3
Published: 2020-04-02T22:00:00+00:00

11. Molly

Molly woke up early the next morning, Sunday, with little memory of what had gone on the night before. She groaned and rolled over, wincing when she rolled on top of her injured hand. She stared at it, still bleeding lightly, and wondered how in the world that had happened. The bed sheets were stained with dried blood. Something was digging into her back, and she realized it was a penknife. Still utterly confused, she got out of bed and put on Jean-Pierre’s coat and her boots.

Molly could see her breath in the air and it seemed oddly still and quiet. She crossed the room to the window and saw it had been snowing during the night. Ensuring she had Jean-Pierre’s diary with her, she silently crept down the staircase and out the door.

The yard of the orphanage was enclosed by tall black gates all the way around, but the gates had been taken down around the back where building work was supposed to be done, against Mr. Levitski’s wishes. They hadn’t begun digging yet actually inside the orphanage grounds, but they were pretty close. Why Mr. Levitski objected so much was anyone’s guess; it was only a few square meters. But then, Mr. Levitski objected to many unimportant things. He hated anything new and different. That was why he insisted Molly was called Marie, when she wasn’t, she was Molly, that was what her mother had said when they had found her… she was too sick to say anything else, even her own name, but told everyone her daughter’s name was Molly Klusman and never even mentioned ‘Marie’. But Molly wasn’t good enough for Mr. Levitski. It was ‘slang’. Marie was a better name, a holy name… it meant ‘bitterness’. Molly had looked it up. At least ‘Molly’ didn’t really mean anything.

Molly sat on the back steps of the orphanage and opened the diary. It was freezing but she didn’t care. She scanned the page. More about Beulah St. John.

I really like her. People have started seeing us together and saying we’re boyfriend and girlfriend, which isn’t making the Levitskies too happy. I don’t know. I don’t like her that way. She’s a friend. She and I think the same about a lot of things. For example, today, a new girl started here. She’s about two years old, and her name is Despair. I am not even joking. A few years ago there was a boy here called Murder, which was weird enough, but Despair is even worse. Why in the world would you name a child Despair? Clearly her parents weren’t quite all there, which is probably why she’s here. I honestly hope the Levitskies rename her. They do that to people; they hate nicknames, especially Mr. Levitski. Personally I don’t see what their problem is with nicknames. It’s not like something bad is going to happen if you call a child Sam instead of Samuel their whole life. But anyway, Despair. I can’t believe it. I can’t even imagine how she’ll feel when she’s old enough to know what it means.

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