The appraiser called and said he would be here early in the morning. I went downstairs to appraise things myself and saw how dirty the front windows were from all the sawdust of the guys redoing the columns. I quickly wiped them down and while I was out there I heard the PA system coming from Cabrini – the Catholic school across the bayou – it was a young child reciting Hail Mary Full of Grace – although the notion of praying to a Virgin seems archaic there was something about the child’s innocent voice reciting rotely across a PA loudspeaker that filled the airwaves with a sense of something – something something.