Chapter 22
Week 7, Instructor Calendar, November 1896
There is a special Providence in the fall of a sparrow.
V.ii
The next day—All Saints’ Day—Concordia began her packing. No sense in waiting until the lady principal, gloating in her triumph, walked in to hand-deliver her termination notice. The cause for dismissal would be insubordination, of course. She was flagrantly guilty, and in front of witnesses.
Witnesses who had applauded.
She couldn’t help but smile briefly at the memory. She’d wanted to do that for weeks. Odious woman.
As Concordia amassed piles on her bed, she realized that the cottage was strangely quiet. Even on class days there were usually students in and out all the time. She hadn’t heard Ruby bustling about, either. Concordia had hoped a few of the girls in her c
