Whispers of Ambition

so used to sharing a room with other girls that sh

different. The amount of empty space bothered her, but perhaps it was even a little better for getting around than a small

just as big. All the furniture in the house matched, but some rooms had more furniture than others. Jane foun

e ate had eight seats,

me she was used to, made her bed and carried out her prayer routine. When she had nothing else

but she managed to trick Hazel into ent

colour, the bed was large and full of pillows and teddy bears. Several shelves full of books c

owing that her older sister was so loved eased the weight of her grief a little. As long

during some of her visits. It was almost possible to hear the sound

ess and affection on the faces of so many she had captivated with her radiant aura, she wondered

Looking into her eyes, Jane saw so much loneliness that it was har

lace in the world, because even though she had visited so m

tched her sister making a silly face at the camera with a strange statue behind her. If she

othing she said really mattered. Even in the face of such devotion and blind faith, Jane had many doubts. Questions like the ones she wante

r to stop asking questions that might sound blasphemous. Jane was sure that th

nd person all her life, would be condemned to eternal damnation just for not believing in any

ife. The girl who made so many people's lives better and won the respect

meone did against what the pages of an old boo

her death. No one could fill the space J

taken away so early while mean and petty people lived to the full into old age

ed one. Some nuns had told her that these moments served to test the t

cient God know the heart of each person who prayed to him?

her throat would fall away. She allowed her happiest memories o

s her shoulders shook. She imagined herself living in that house with her sister an

hat they could leave her. She expelled every w