02-17-2023, 05:11 PM
Pearl had made herself as invisible as she could in the weeks since her abduction by her brother. The lump on her head was finally starting to ebb, her head still hurt some though. Other than that part, she had no wish to anger her in-laws again with her speaking to them. The only person she really spoke to was Joe and even then, she was quiet and withdrawn, but who wouldn't be after being taken by force by a family that didn't actually want her around other than to save THEIR reputations?
While everyone else was gone, Kate at school more than likely, Bill also doing his Job, and Lottie probably marketing for household essentials and supper for that night, she finally ventured out of hiding, finally hungry enough to actually take care of her own needs without someone else being there with either concern or disgust, looking fresh, though pale, in one of the day dresses that she had not sold since leaving the cheery house that she could no longer afford after being cut off. The dress was the one she wore most frequently in the kitchen so it was a bit worn compared to the vast majority of her wardrobe and therefore unsuitable for selling.
She helped herself to some tea, though only brewed enough for herself so a whole pot wouldn't go to waste, also feeling some chagrin for doing it now that she'd had plenty of time to reflect on how that argument could have gone much better if she had not intruded and made tea with their dishes in their house. She wasn't going to take any food unless she asked, but the tea was something she needed at that moment and because she was the only one present, she couldn't ask. She would have to wait for food, she wasn't about to intrude more than she had to. The tea would at least ease the little bit of hunger pain she felt in the meantime.
After she wiped up any stray mess while her tea had a chance to cool a little and steep, she took the cup and saucer to the table and sat down heavily, then began to weep into the cup bitterly. She had not let herself cry in such a way since the house was crowded most of the time and she could not yet face the outside world.
While everyone else was gone, Kate at school more than likely, Bill also doing his Job, and Lottie probably marketing for household essentials and supper for that night, she finally ventured out of hiding, finally hungry enough to actually take care of her own needs without someone else being there with either concern or disgust, looking fresh, though pale, in one of the day dresses that she had not sold since leaving the cheery house that she could no longer afford after being cut off. The dress was the one she wore most frequently in the kitchen so it was a bit worn compared to the vast majority of her wardrobe and therefore unsuitable for selling.
She helped herself to some tea, though only brewed enough for herself so a whole pot wouldn't go to waste, also feeling some chagrin for doing it now that she'd had plenty of time to reflect on how that argument could have gone much better if she had not intruded and made tea with their dishes in their house. She wasn't going to take any food unless she asked, but the tea was something she needed at that moment and because she was the only one present, she couldn't ask. She would have to wait for food, she wasn't about to intrude more than she had to. The tea would at least ease the little bit of hunger pain she felt in the meantime.
After she wiped up any stray mess while her tea had a chance to cool a little and steep, she took the cup and saucer to the table and sat down heavily, then began to weep into the cup bitterly. She had not let herself cry in such a way since the house was crowded most of the time and she could not yet face the outside world.
