Emma’s last (10th) lesson, Series
Emma Tastes Freedom
Emma worries she’s been led astray then finds her real place with Brett
Emma heard the voices outside her door, but it didn’t deter her from packing her belongings in the boxes she’d gathered. Her bed, she reasoned, would have to be picked up later. Her visit home had reminded her of where she belonged. Not here with Brett and the blasphemous teachings of science and the corruption of society. She should be home with her family, preparing for her future. Marriage to whoever they found fit for her defiled body.
They didn’t know the extent to which she strayed. Emma decided in prayer the previous day that she would tell her husband after they were bound, but no one else would know. She would be a dutiful wife, bear children, and keep house. And she promised she would devote herself to the Church as well. She would teach Sunday school and attend a Bible group.
Her door opened, and she didn’t turn. She folded another shirt, letting any emotion drain from her.
“What are you doing?” Brett demanded. When the door handle clicked, Emma jumped at the soft sound.
“Folding a shirt.”
His arm reached before her, grabbing the box on the bed. “I mean this. You haven’t…
