Romancing Olive
“John, please use your fork,” Miss Wilkins said.Jacob looked up at her as he released his children’s hands from prayer and watched her evenly repeat her instructions. Her voice did not raise, nor did her eyes as she quietly reminded the children of their manners. The meal was hot and filling and Jacob watched Miss Wilkins neatly dab her mouth. “Mr. Butler, I would like to begin instructing John and Mary and I hope you will allow me to include your children. Have they had any formal education?” s...he asked. Jacob clenched the metal of his fork between his teeth as she inquired after his children’s schooling. He evenly met her gaze and slowly pulled the utensil from his mouth. “Their mother taught them.”“Fine. Good. We will have a starting place then. Mary, what grade are you in?” Miss Wilkins asked and smiled at her niece. “Hardly went to school,” the girl said. “Why?” Miss Wilkins asked as she lay down her utensils.Mary sopped bean drippings with her biscuit. “Ma said it was too far to haul me every day.”“What did your father say?”MoreLess
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