The EvaluationThe convent smelled of candle wax, lavender soap, and rain drifting through the open arches. Sister Clara moved like a whisper through the corridor, the rosary brushing softly against her hip. Today was the day of her final evaluation the last step before she gave up her life to God completely.She felt ready.Or at least she thought she did.When she stepped into the office, she expected white hair and wrinkled hands measuring her soul like an old ledger. Instead, the man waiting by the window was young too young. His back was straight, his shoulders tense, and his eyes touched her before his words did.“Good morning, Sister Clara,” he said.His voice wasn’t heavy with authority. It was quiet, curious almost cautious.“Good morning, Doctor,” she answered, bowing her head.He didn’t offer a hand. Doctors usually did. He only gestured toward the chair, his fingers rigid near his side like he was afraid of his own movements.“My name is Daniel Hayes,” he said. “I’m here t
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