12-03-2019, 04:51 AM
Pearl: the youngest. The Carrington of folly and flights of fancy, off to chase American women’s dreams.
He had been quietly coveting it ever since he heard of it … minus the whole getting kidnapped by reputation-defiling men part, of course.
Was it so wrong that he would rather be left at the alter than cut something (living or dead) open? Probably. He assumed, like he did with everything else that was disappointing about him, that he would eventually warm to the path he was set on with time.
There was a gentle knock at Pearl’s door. He had a book under arm: it was on sale and it had a woman’s name, so he figured it close enough to his sister’s interests.
He had been quietly coveting it ever since he heard of it … minus the whole getting kidnapped by reputation-defiling men part, of course.
Was it so wrong that he would rather be left at the alter than cut something (living or dead) open? Probably. He assumed, like he did with everything else that was disappointing about him, that he would eventually warm to the path he was set on with time.
There was a gentle knock at Pearl’s door. He had a book under arm: it was on sale and it had a woman’s name, so he figured it close enough to his sister’s interests.
