Francis Rosenfeld — Letters to Lelia

“The ceremony is after tomorrow and nothing is finished!” Lily paced, trying to dissipate the nervous energy that was building inside her.

“Did anyone see sister Joseph lately?” Lily asked, concerned.

“Do you have a moment to go over the menu?” Lily asked sister Jesse, who had just arrived in the kitchen and was checking the daily prep…

“What is it exactly that you are trying to accomplish?” sister deAngelis asked one of the children, who had been moving the cookies from a…

“Mom, why did you let Ael use my room? She never puts anything away!” Lelia complained to her somewhat distracted mother. Lily looked up.

“Don’t tell me we have to redo all of these! This is the seventh time!” sister Mary-Francis cried out over the sea of lavender gauze that…

“You didn’t find any other place for this?” sister Jove asked the group of children who had dropped a basket of cookies on her desk and…

“How can you not care about this, it’s our daughter’s greatest life event, don’t tell me not to be worried!” Lily paced, tense.

“Have you finished writing your letter, dear?” sister Therese showed up on Roberta’s doorstep, at the end of a long door to door…

“The approved list for the flower arrangements reads as follows: lilacs, French lavender and water lilies,” Lily announced, excited.

“Where are the feeding schedules for the dragons?” sister Joseph boomed through the interlink.

“What are you doing?” Seth asked Sarah, startling her.

“What are you doing?” Seth asked, staring in disbelief at sister Felix, who had apparently spent several hours trying to put together a…

“Sister Therese, can we count on you to perform at the joyous celebration? The wisps seem to be fascinated with music, especially vocal…

“Where are we going to host the science symposium? It has come to my attention that the wisps expect to spend some of their time here…

“Sister, did you finish the table placement cards?” sister Jesse asked sister Benedict.

“Sister Novis,” Lelia whispered, so softly that Novis, who had just returned from a rock climbing expedition and was struggling to put…

“Places, please!” Lily spoke, a little sharper than she wished. She had shouted orders and directions to staff, friends and caterers all…

“We are going to wear our ceremonial robes, I assume?” Seth entered Sarah’s apothecary.

“Who is waiting for Jimmy and Jenna?” sister Novis poked her head through the door that sister Roberta had left ajar. The sister was…

“Did you see my notes?” Humon asked, shuffling the pads on Lily’s desk. Lily lifted her eyes from the mound of packages, reminders and…

“Who is in charge of the hors d’oeuvres?” Seth asked.

“What exactly are you doing?” sister Roberta asked Sarah, who was fumbling with a knotted bunch of ribbons, growing more frustrated by the…