Miss Simpkins School: Flora (2013)
“Flora said as she held a glass of wine in hands that trembled and sent the liquid dangerously near the rim of the goblet. “I told him I wouldn’t marry him on his terms, and then didn’t rise to the challenge, in either stating my intentions or showing them, even though I said I would. I’m a mouse. I was so sure of what I wanted and how I would go about it, and then he looked just so, and I couldn’t do it. I ran. How pitiful am I? The moment he challenged me I backed down.”
She took a gulp of her wine. The warmth of its rich flavor was perfect for her mood. Flora realized it would take little to make her bosky. “I ran. Into the garden, and then to the ladies’ withdrawing room, where I fabricated a headache and went home. Goodness knows what happened, except I expect he went to Lady Senton for release.” She giggled unexpectedly. “I did notice his staff was somewhat, well, staff like. For all the good it did me. He will think me a silly woman who can’t make up her mind what she wants.
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