The Indentured Heart by Gilbert Morris

Author:Gilbert Morris
Language: eng
Format: mobi
ISBN: 9780764229466
Publisher: Baker Publishing Group
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWELVE

CHARLES FINDS A WOMAN

Fall came late in ’49, the soft grasses stubbornly keeping their emerald color all through September. The leaves, ordinarily trodden under foot by the end of the month, still clung tenaciously to the oaks, and the winds, though cool, did not bite and freeze the fingers. Even in October the brooks were not skimmed with ice, and the morning sun warmed the earth by noon.

Molly caught the first trumpet of fall on the morning of the 15th as she was sitting at her small desk writing in her journal. At this time of day, the house was quiet, so Molly had formed the habit of spending the early hours of the morning writing. But now her journal had thickened. Suddenly a sharp breeze swept through the window, scattering some of the loose pages. Picking them up, she glanced at the date, then let her eyes run down the page.

It was the page she had written two years earlier on the day of Jerusha’s funeral, and although time had blurred the sharp pain and bitterness, her lips grew soft as she thought of her friend. Then she read the last comment on the page: One thing I promise! I’m a bound girl, and I’ll never forget that—not as long as I’m his! Never!

She leaned over, shut the window, then got up and slipped out of the flannel nightgown, thinking of that time of her life—something which she rarely did. I was thirteen years old when I said that—now I’m fifteen, she thought as she pulled a gray cotton dress from a peg and slipped into it. The fact that it was too small made her realize how rapidly her figure had developed the past year. She and Beth Stuart could not seem to keep up with her wardrobe. Fifteen—and he still thinks I’m a child!

She looked down at herself, not at all happy that she was five feet nine—taller than any girl she knew and only an inch shorter than Adam. A year earlier she had begun to stoop trying to disguise her height, but Beth had railed at her: “Sit up straight, girl—you look like a worm all bent over! God’s given you a tall, strong body, and you go creeping around like a cowering slave!”

She had been bullied into a good carriage, but now she thought rebelliously, Why couldn’t I be small and dainty instead of a giant? Then she stooped and peered into the small mirror on her desk.

What others saw was a face with rather high cheekbones, the planes sweeping down to a firm jaw totally feminine for all its strength. The eyes were calm, a strange blue-gray color, large and wide spaced. Thick black lashes curled over them, and the brows arched gently under a smooth broad forehead. Her lips were full with a hint of stubbornness, yet soft and red, and when she smiled, a dimple appeared on her left cheek, making her look almost saucy. When she let her thick

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