Lily of the Manor by Anita Stansfield

Author:Anita Stansfield
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: lds;mormon;clean;regency;romance;love;widow;woman;family;children;child;adoption;tutor;struggle
Publisher: Covenant Communications, Inc.
Published: 2017-05-30T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Nine

THE TRUE LILY

Lily was completely startled—and surprised—when Sawyer took hold of her hair with one hand and lifted, pulling so hard that she could no longer sit on her feet while she knelt. She could barely remain on her knees, and yet she couldn’t manage to get to her feet—especially without alerting him to the fact that her ankles were no longer bound. The way he pulled her hair hurt so badly she wanted to scream, a desire that was enhanced by her fear over his possible intentions. She gasped when he took the scissors to her hair and cut off the portion he was holding in his hand, close enough to the scalp that she could feel the scissors move against her head. He took another handful and did the same, then another. Lily tried to tell herself it was only her hair and it would grow back, but she began to sob, feeling violated and demeaned in a way she couldn’t begin to comprehend while it was actually happening. She’d never considered herself beautiful; her features were sharp, and her coloring was unusually pale. She knew that. Her long, thick white hair was the only thing that had ever made her feel even the slightest bit pretty when she would look at herself in the mirror. She thought of the many hours over the years that Mary or Abigail had helped her put her hair up while they’d talked and laughed. And now she could only see the long, white locks falling on the dirt floor around her while Mr. Sawyer laughed and ranted about how she would never forget that he was a man not to be crossed and how she was only beginning to see how he would ruin her for what she’d done to him.

Lily hardly recognized the rage rising inside of her until she swung hard with her bound hands toward Mr. Sawyer’s head. There wasn’t enough force in her blow to hurt him, but it did throw him off balance just long enough for her to get to her feet and take hold of the little table at her side—just as she’d practiced. Before Sawyer got his balance, she swung the table toward his head with every minuscule bit of strength she had—which was due only to some miraculous survival instinct surging through her. The blow of the table was enough to knock Sawyer to the ground, and the scissors fell out of his hand.

Barely thinking of what to do before she did it, Lily grabbed the scissors with her bound hands—but then she wondered what she might actually do with them. Her immediate conclusion was that she didn’t have it in her to kill him—in spite of how much she wanted to—but she could make certain he wasn’t capable of following her out of here. In a flash, memories flooded her mind as she recalled fending for herself against drunken men who believed she should offer them more than the drinks and food she’d served in pubs in order to make a living.

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