Called

Book 2 of What Was Ordained.

Sapporo. Eighteen months. A companion who is not a furnace. Japanese that will not let her hide behind fine. The mission is labor and light and loneliness, and the old passenger comes anyway. She serves honorably. She writes the short letters home and keeps the long ones. When she takes the tag off, the girl who meant the hymn is still there. So is the girl who never got a word.