CHAPTER ONE
Winter， 1932
Soon there would be a simple marker placed here with
the inscription that would read
H~n~Aa Kovrrz
1898--1932
~ Beloved Mother of Katie
i the words that bore witness that once Hannah had
walked upon the earth. Standing in the dense gray
London fog that enveloped her slowly， Katie lifted her
i: eyes toward the heavens. She listened， but there was
i no sound in the silence--no celestial chorus of angels
sm hag not even the song of the mournful dove. In
， . i g .L would arow tall hiding the marker with
i>i ntn0no e~t:pr~ect this sacred plot for poste~i~u ~h~a~
ltirne she would stand here was now. wno
or care that beneath the freshly turned sod that had
become home for Hannah was all that remained of a
，~.; life born in poverty， lived in loneliness， ended in
i.
i~-- agony， whose passing went unnoticed as though she
~: had never been?
4. Oh God， Katie whispered， is this all to mark the
~ r coming and the going of the genteel woman who had
borne her life with dignity， who had buried two young
i: sons and a beloved husband? Hannah， Katie remem-
~ ered atefully， had said it was she， the last surviving
!!!~i be~d， wgr~o had sustained her most of all. Hannah had
: prayed that she might live to see.~is ehfld gr~~w^ht~
， ~nmardaood， but even that was not tumuea， 1or ~u
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