It was after church, a wonderful service as usual. Earth was her normally chipper self, mostly chatting with her family. But of course the social butterfly had to flutter to other people for further conversations and the like. Moondew held to the young mother as she wandered from person to person.

Finally she walked up to the elder Miss Fairchild, giving a big smile to the older woman. "Wondeful service, yes? How have you been Miss Fairchild?" Many in the church had likely realized by now that Earth and her family were a bit odd, to various degrees. Some didn't like to speak to her at times, but she did try. Being kind to one's neighbor, as God wished. And it was nice to make friends.