Chapter Seven
Raped
I started working at the munitions plant a few months after it opened. I knew Jack would kill me when he got home. He pretty much said he would in one of his letters, Dammit, Priss, you have no idea how pissed off I am about this munitions thing
if only I were there, you sorry bitch. I could feel the hardness in his heart through the printed words, and see how his eyes sparked with fury as he wrote. I could almost feel the smack of his hand coming down in anger on my bare ass.
I really didnt have much choice about the munitions plant. Those who stayed had obligations too. Besides, I couldnt stay at home cleaning the stuffy old house a day longer. The place may have suffered a little neglect, but who really cared other than Lavinia. If I stayed home and worked twe
