saint anthony

My friend Jess is a beautiful, single blonde girl who has been a missionary in Italy for 10 years and is the same age as me. One day, an Italian woman, let’s call her Mamma Carmen, came up to her with a little charm necklace that had a picture of a saint on it.“What’s this?” asked Jess. (Cue in accent of Italian mama who doesn’t speak much English) “A necklace for you. A picture of [...]