Cress in Waterbee, Chapter 2
Another Path
Icy rain fell as Romah walked along Temple Street. While crossing the main road, several thoughts beat in time with her heart. The train might delay. What if she had to stand for hours at the station, wet in her wool stockings? It might give her time to lose her resolve. Though the ticket lay in her handbag, Romah saw herself running back to her mother. “Uccellina,” Mrs. Gornan had said, “my little bird is leaving me.” After a two-day journey, Romah would arrive in Vermont. She was to start on the Waterbee Watchman in two weeks, having told the editor that she didn’t need time to settle in. Or to change my mind, she added to herself. Continue reading “Cress in Waterbee, Chapter 2”