I gave Missus Brown $100 on account an' took my sisters to a nearby restront.“What’s wrong,” I asked when we sat down an' wuz waitin’ for our ...eats.“Everythin’,” Beth replied.“Suppose you start at the start an' tell me everythin’.” It seemed that Missus Brown saw my sisters as a burden even with them willin’ to work for their keep. She said it wuz a waste of time to introduce em into society ‘cause they were not genteel an' the best they could expect wuz to marry up with a dirt farmer. I. But that's hardly my fault!" The tone in Georgia's voice was provocative, and she was visibly irritated.Anne let Georgia have a moment to collect herself, just allowing a brief quiet pause."Let's move on, then," Anne said to Georgia's great relief."You started calling around trying to find Donald three days ago?" the question Anne asked seem so innocuous, that Georgia answered without really thinking."Yes. Donald had driven our daughters back to school, they're both attending the same. “How’d you guys sleep?”“Good,” she drawled, sauntering over to me and plopping herself down on the bed. “Play me some more.”Kelly eventually came up to join us as we sang, and I realized that the air between them felt happier, more gentle. Part of me questioned whether Brittany knew about last night’s hookup, but I pushed it away for the sake of the moment. I didn’t wanna think about any of that right now. I just wanted to enjoy their company as I basked in the rays of sunlight that hadn’t felt. The days were now spent south of the village, clearing the land for our fields; I think we were a bit over adventurous in the size of the area we marked out. I doubt that we would be able to clear all the area this year. All the small branches we piled on the stumps, and we tried to burn them out. Previously we dug them out, but the ground was becoming hard with frost, and this made the task of trying to dig the stumps out very hard. So that was when we tried using fire.If we can't get enough.