Pastor Simon’s prayer droned on and
struggled to stay focused. She had been
forced to sit next to Benjamin during worship.
They sat in the front pew with the other betrothed couples. Every member of this group wore a red rose
pinned to his or her clothing. The girls
all sat with their eyes focused on the ground, the men with their eyes held
high and proud of having a woman to control.
had only looked up once to see Jacqueline, Aimee, Sandra, Delia, and Morgan all
sitting together on the other side of the church, but her hand had then been
squeezed so hard by Benjamin that she had quickly returned her gaze to the
“Dutiful wives keep their eyes focused on the ground during worship and when addressing their husbands, Elizabeth,” he had hissed when he released her hand. She then realized why every woman she had ever seen in the colony had not looked into her eyes. “Don’t forget that. I will not remind you again.”
“Yes, Benjamin,” she had whispered. He had nodded his approval of her obedience and then turned his attention back to Pastor Simon.