That night, Celeste could not sleep. For the first time since she was born, she was made to sleep in a house that was not hers, and with people that were not her grandmama.
She was alone in the room provided for her at Elder Josef's house, still, her eyes stayed wide open as she turned severally on the bed.
After a while of trying and failing, she climbed off the bed and strolled out of the room. She moved along the single hallway, headed for the main door, not minding if there was anyone up at that moment.
She reached her destination and stepped out of the house, only halting once she was outside. Her gaze was focused ahead, looking into the distance.
"Is everything okay?" She heard someone's voice, and she snapped out of her thoughts. When she turned, she realized it was Elder Josef. He was standing beside the house, possibly discussing something serious with Martina, judging from the look on their faces.
