She took one look at Alessandro and Bree and placed a hand on her chest. Jesus, Mary and Joseph. Francesca, lass. Is that you? And then she fainted. Holy shit! Bree rushed to the fallen nun's side, ignoring Sister McReadys scowl of disapproval at her language. Mommy! You killed da penguin lady! Will cried out in surprise. Bree lightly slapped the old womans face and felt a rush of relief when the Mother Superior stirred. The last thing she needed on her conscience was a dead nun. The old womans blue eyes opened and anger filled them when her gaze shifted to Alessandro. You. You spawn of the devil. Why dont ye take yerself back where ye came from and leave our poor Francesca alone? Oh, Mother Superior, yer confused is all. Come now. On yer feet, mum, Sister McReady said helping the old woman up. Uh, Im sorry. Sister. Francesca was my great aunt. My name is Bree. Bree? Jaysus but its a ridiculous resemblance it is, the old woman panted, holding her chest. And you? She asked turning to Alessandro. Of course yer not Adriano Dardano, of course but Ill be a drunken fairy if yer not the spitting image of that demon of temptation, sent to corrupt our poor Francesca. Such a good girl she was, Sister Brannigan murmured, tears filling her eyes. Such a good girl.

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