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436 pages, Hardcover
First published August 20, 2019
“My lady. If thou wilt allow me to help thee,” he said. When I didn’t answer, he got down on one knee, like he meant to propose to me. “’Tis my honor to carry thee whither thou desirest.”
As I came down the sidewalk, he stepped away from his truck and bowed to me. I will never forget what he said: ”My lady. Thy servant.”
I stopped, because there was nobody else he could be talking to, but I had no idea what he meant. He straightened up, but kept his eyes down.
“My lady. If thou wilt allow me to help thee,” he said. When I didn’t answer, he got down on one knee, like he meant to propose to me. “’Tis my honor to carry thee whither thou desirest.”
…
”Is this your truck?” I said, because I didn’t speak whither thou desirest.
“She wore her anger like a cloak of fire that burned none but herself.”
“Tis not for thee to be worthy. ‘Twas for me to become worthy.”
“This is how a tower be built. Lay first the foundation stone. Then upon it, lay the next stone. Up and up, one stone, then another, til thou hast built a tower to keep thee and thine safe.”
“Girls like you, it’s how you operate. Take a nice guy like Gentry and use him. But if something happens to him, you’ll have to live with that.”
If I let myself think too much about what I’d done, I might go insane. He hated himself above all else, the book said, and that was how I felt.