She loved visiting her grand aunt at the convent.
Of course, she wasn’t allowed in the monastery itself, but aunt Ann always brought the place’s soothing vibes with her, to the visiting-room.
They had long talks about their very different lives. Time always flew by too fast.
Their chat was almost over, and Julia sighed.
Aunt Ann, sometimes I wish I had the strenght to put my life in a God’s hands, like you do.
The old nun smiled, and paused before answering.
You know, my Dear… I Sometimes wished I’d have the courage to live by my own rules.
This year, I am dedicating my A to Z Challenge to 100 words pieces of fiction, based on unusual (sometimes a little obsolete) words. If you’d like to get the full list of my challenge posts, just click here.