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Day 63: Sarah her own
“I went door to door, doing odd jobs for a meal here, a barn to sleep in there. Sometimes some boy or man would have his way with me. I didn’t feel like I had any choice. Who would believe me? It was just lucky I didn’t get pregnant. What would the town do to me then? I couldn’t cry anymore. The tears were gone. I was beyond despair. I couldn’t laugh. I couldn’t cry. I just wandered from place to place doing what people asked and subsisting on what they could spare in return. After a year or two, I found Grisylde.
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