IT WAS A SPECIFIC DAY in a specific June. A specific statue of Mary was paraded through a specific little village, conveyed on a specific platform, under the direction of a specific priest, by four specific boys, from a specific little church, down a specific winding street, to a very specific cemetery on the shore of a specific lake, where one specific girl in a specific sky blue dress ascended a specific altar created for the occasion and placed a specific crown of flowers on the head of the specific Virgin. It was Charlotte.