08-29-2021, 11:35 AM
(This post was last modified: 08-29-2021, 11:36 AM by Lottie Blacke.)
In that moment, Lottie had the genesis of an idea. It was an so mad, and yet so loving: To bring Anne Ward into her home and her family. But she had only the vaguest notion of how to go about it.
"Kate, dear, come keep Anne company. I need to talk to yer father."
Closing the door to the kitchen, she spoke to her husband.
"Bill, I want to give that poor dear a home, a real one. I helped Hannah bathe her as an infant, fer goodness sake; she needs a mother. I can't stand to see a girl treated so. The Wards only want that girl fer her money. If ye only saw her buying that uniform of hers, Bill, ye would have been proud. So happy, so beautiful, her back was straight.. We don't know when or if Joe will be back, so we've a spare bed going."
"Kate, dear, come keep Anne company. I need to talk to yer father."
Closing the door to the kitchen, she spoke to her husband.
"Bill, I want to give that poor dear a home, a real one. I helped Hannah bathe her as an infant, fer goodness sake; she needs a mother. I can't stand to see a girl treated so. The Wards only want that girl fer her money. If ye only saw her buying that uniform of hers, Bill, ye would have been proud. So happy, so beautiful, her back was straight.. We don't know when or if Joe will be back, so we've a spare bed going."