Chapter 92
think of those ladies in their stiff gowns and forced smiles, drowning their hunger with weak tea, trying hard to make themselves fit into such a narrow world, desperately afraid the blinders will slip and show them what they’ve chosen to close out. “Privilege is not always power, is it?” I say. Mrs. Nightwing nods slowly. “I will offer you every assistance in the realms. You may rely on it. As for the other matter, that shall require more thought than I care to give it at the moment. The sun still reigns in the sky, and I’ve a school full of girls awaiting my instruction and care. I have my duties, too. Is there another matter to discuss, or is that all for today?” “That is all. Thank you kindly, Mrs. Nightwing.” “Lillian,” she says so softly I nearly miss it. “Thank you…Lillian,” I
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