?Retract was located at the end of the senior hall. Not the most welcomeof places for freshmen. I trotted behind Mr., Backes as he strodebriskly down ...he hallway, a man on a mission. Our tromp ended at aclosed door. An inkjet printed sign tapped over the small inset of awindow proclaimed:RETRACTNO TALKINGMr, JollyDespite his name, Mr. Jolly wasn?t jolly at all. A baldheaded fat man,he kept a permanent frown on his face that fit nicely with his tinypiggy eyes and pug nose. He had a chronic case. Sauter made a point of asking me to a meeting at his offices that had no purpose and no result." A meeting like the one we had with Schellen," Helen noted."Yes. Well, that was meant to get you to buy into this labor deal, Helen." He indicated the envelope on the desk. "He really thinks he can get you to go along. But, Sauter's pretty angry about getting thrown off the job site." We'll get back to that. Go on about the accidents." When I was in Geneva that day, Sauter said he'd warned you that. Currently, they are in the most expensive suburb area with one villa causing over three millions at minimum depending on the design of the villa. And not to mention that the suburb is near a coastal town with a lovely beach."Do we have enough to build our own villa?" The goth girl asked, turning her attention back to her friend as she was checking on her phone. She was checking on her bank account to check her savings in order to clarify her goth girl of the financial problem."We have more than. Thoughts such as these, however, were enough to drive her to greater contemplation and prayer.One day at lunch, as she bent over the vegetable stew that the Lord had bestowed on her she saw that she was sitting opposite a new sister whom she'd not seen before. Like herself, she wore no clothes, and her head and, no doubt, her crotch were shaved. Unlike Sister Divine, or indeed any of the other nuns, she was black-skinned. A sight rare enough in the town where Sister Divine had led her life.