Tag: Anita Haas

“Try it on, Soli. You’re so saintly, it’ll look perfect on you.”

Soli looked at her cousin with misgivings, then at the garment with longing. “We’ll get in trouble.”

“They’re all over at your house. They won’t be back for ages.” Pati argued, lighting a cigarette.

“Oh no, Pati. The cigarette. My mother will kill us.” Soli was stroking the blue and white embroidered cloak dreamily.

“I don’t care. My mother let’s me smoke. God, it’s hard to believe they’re sisters!

Soli lifted the gleaming cloak up in front of her chest and turned to see her reflection in the mirror. “And it seems … kind of sacrilegious.”

Pati rolled her eyes “Don’t tell me you still believe in that crap?”

“What crap?”

“All that hocus pocus they made us learn in school. All those stories about saints and …” she turned around and took another drag from her cigarette.