From your perch in the coffee shop you watch a woman exit the big grey church across the street from the hospital.  She’s young, probably not even 40, but she’s dressed like an elderly woman.  She’s wearing a shapeless blue raincoat, heavy stockings and wide, steady shoes.  Her rosary is looped around her fingers.  Across from the church door there is a statue of the Virgin Mary against the fence.  ...

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