One month later
Valeria's vision was blurred and her head was spinning. She decided to act as if nothing had happened, and began her catechism lesson.
“Who's going to write the Ave Maria on the blackboard?
- In English or Latin?
- Latin first, then English. Do you want to do it Gabriel?”
The little blond boy said yes, and Valeria handed him the Weleda felt-tip pen.
“Ave Maria Gratia plena
Hail Mary full of grace
Dominus Tecum
The Lord is with you
Blessed art thou...”
Gabriel didn't have time to write the rest, as Valeria fell heavily, feeling faint. She then sat on the floor, not daring to get up.
Martin, the scout called in to replace Rémi who had suddenly disappeared the day after Valeria's birthday, phoned Father Soubiran to ask him to come as soon as possible.
The priest arrived three minutes later.
“Good children, you're going to wait with Martin and pray for your catechist. The firemen will arrive to take her to hospital.
- Is she going to die, Father?” asked Gabriel.
- No, don't worry, there's probably nothing wrong with her, we'll just run a few tests to make sure... that everything's okay.
- Why does she have to go to hospital if she's fine?” Léonie wondered aloud.
- Oh Father, I can't lie to the children! I'm expecting a baby, my darlings. said Valeria in a tone that pretended to be cheerful
.“- That's great, Valeria! Your sweetheat will be happy.” Martin replies
“I don't have a sweetheat and never will, Martin. Someone has done me a lot of harm, but out of that God has given me life. Blessed be He.
- Yes. Children, what name could your catechist's child have?” asked the scout to distract the children.
Answers came from everywhere. Valeria smiled sweetly at each little parishioner giving her opinion, but didn't really listen to their answers... She could only think of one thing: how would her parents react when they heard about her pregnancy?
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