New Name, New Life
Fifty-One: Ilaria
It has been six months since Hugo and his wife put me into this chopper. The ride seemed to last forever but hours later we had landed on the beach. To my surprise my daughter came running out of the house that we had landed by. I was so happy that I fell to my knees and crying as my little girl ran up to me throwing her arms around me. Surprisingly she knew who I was even though I never spent a lot of time with her. Only being able to meet up with her and my parents once or twice a week.
That is when I met the lady that we now live with. Ginevra, she is also an ex-nun from Italy and a good friend or should I say sister of Rosa. She is one of the Nun’s that went on the run when the family tried to take her to raise children like they had Rosa do. Sh
