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CHAPTER 13-1
CHAPTER 13 Juliette Stern ran the brush through the young woman’s hair. “Are you nervous?” She could barely ask the question without her voice squeaking. “If God’s will is for me to leave, how could I be worried?” Hannah’s image in the mirror reminded Juliette of the Met’s sculpture of Saint Margaret, the sixteenth-century martyr. She wondered how someone so young could know what was coming and remain so serene. After growing up in Seoul as the American ambassador’s daughter, Juliette’s Korean was nearly impeccable. Tonight, however, she couldn’t even express in English her love for Hannah and the other students she was sending off. “You know you’ll be missed.” Juliette lowered her voice. “By more than just Mr. Stern and me.” Hannah didn’t blush, but Juliette noticed her bite the corne
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