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The talk around town is that youre falling for your husband. Those had been Duncans words and Charlie felt something almost painful squeeze around her heart at the sight of this man beside her. She also found herself thinking, the talk around town is true.
twenty-four
Sean discovered during their second lesson that Charlie had learned the alphabet. She looked so pleased with herself that he wanted to kiss her. When he began teaching her sounds, Sean made a point of starting with words that were pertinent in her world.
While most people learned that A is for apple and B is for boy, Charlie learned that A is for anvil, B is for bellows, and C is for carriage.
Charlie was as fast a learner as he had expected her to be. The first few days were great, so great, in fact, that Sean was a little confused when Charlie did not want to study on their third night.
I need to go to Sadies, she explained, hoping that Sean would not question her.
Sean didnt question her, but he did feel let down. She seemed almost as skittish and hesitant as she had been before theyd talked. It never occurred to him that she was harboring a secret. He was quiet as they made their way to Sadies, and just as silent as he took his place at the kitchen table. Charlie glanced at him before going to find her aunt. Sean would have been surprised to know she was laden with guilt.
Why do you look so down? Sadie asked as soon as Charlie stepped into the small parlor.
I just feel bad about leaving Sean in the kitchen.
Well, tell him to come in here and get settled then. Well measure your dress in the sewing room.
Is it really ready for me to try on? Charlie asked, excitement lighting her face.
It sure is, honey, and Im sorry I didnt have it ready for you last week.
Its all right, Sadie; Im sure the dress will be worth the wait.
So you think youll go to church this Sunday?
Sean and I havent talked about it, but I think well try the church that Duncan and Lora attend.
Good, Sadie said emphatically. Now get Sean in here so we can get to work in the sewing room. Ill have the dress ready for you to take home when you come for your bath Saturday night.
Charlie could do nothing more than stare. Sadie had hurried her into the dress, made a few measurements, and whipped it back over her head before she could even think. Now the dress was hanging again, and Charlie stood before it and looked her fill.