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EVELYN – SEPTEMBER 1940
Another month had passed so quickly that it took a while for Evelyn to realize she’d missed her monthlies. Twice. This morning, she’d opened the drawer for a clean pair of panties and noticed her belt for her sanitary pads in the corner of the drawer. That's when that feeling of dread hit and twisted her stomach into a knot. She'd never missed a month. Not once since that day when she was fourteen and "became a woman" as Sarah had put it. Sarah had helped her with supplies as well as a candid talk about what the monthly "visits" were all about and what would stop them. Only two things. Pregnancy and the change of life. Since Evelyn was much too young for the change, that only left one possibility.
Evelyn dressed quickly and raced out to the kitchen to check th
