Nesah gave him a nod and withdrew her hand. She cared less that the woman was poor than she cared that she was a gentile. Money could be earned or inherited and the ways of proper society could be learned. But this Katherine would always be a gentile. And so would the children. Still, she agreed to drop it for now and give Uriel time to draw his own conclusions. It wasn't difficult to imagine how the argument between Uriel and Zech had unfolded. Zech, being the self-important snob he was, had probably only driven Uriel to a stronger commitment to his choices. Nesah wouldn't make the same mistake.

"I do. If farming doesn't work out, you could always become a baker." God help him if he did. At least as a farmer he owned land, small as it was, and even if he worked the land himself. "Why farming?"