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CHAPTEPk.<br > I<br > Sacred Chattel<br > May I875<br >"SHOOI You LITTLE HEATHEN SPY!" Mellie rushed to the open<br >window from which she had ripped the curtains, and the boy<br >scampered down, toward the woodpile. "Go on, all the way,<br >Bran. Go help your mama pack," she called, less harshly, but<br >she was in no mood for his tricks. She bent down to wrap the<br >china teapot in the curtains and tucked it deep in the flour barrel.<br >Even with no tea, it was a reminder of sin. Mellie did not honor<br >the word "forbidden." Like its opposite, "call," she heard it too<br >often, and it smacked of human decision, not unlike "whoa," a<br >temporary command. Her small act of spite and stealth--for<br >she intended to drink Irish tea again one day--gave her strength<br >to go back to the rapid, breathess removal of everything in her<br >house.<br > In this community of Saints who believed that sin did not exist,<br >she believed with all her heart that it did and that she was sinned<br > against, mortally. Even with weeks of warning, she had been<br > shocked out of her good senses at seeing her husband s new bride<br > yesterday. And worse, Harry himself, like a witless dandy, unable<br > to see the mockery of weddings. Anger, barely subdued by two<br > strong cups of valerian tea, smoldered through her to kindle<br > every act with bitterness. Sweltering in the brilliant May sun,<br > she lifted her thick, honey-brown hair to cool her neck. A breeze<br > brushed the tendrils across her temple, and for a wild moment she<br > thought it was Harry s hand. "Holy Jesus! I m safe from nothing,"<br > she whispered. The Saints were daylight people; always the inner<br >
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Wives of the wind pdf epub mobi txt 电子书 下载 2024