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Chapter 9: Together
Jameson had been reading a part in the bible he wanted to use for his sermon the next evening when his mother-in-law sat down beside him. Lucinda didn't say anything at all as she watched the tall trees at the back their house. Years spent living with her already clued him in that she had plenty to say. He bookmarked the page he was reading before closing the book.
"And you wanted to say?" He asked. When she didn't say anything, he kept quiet and watched the trees with her.
"I never tell you this much, but I am happy that my daughter married you. I am sorry my husband didn't get to accept you for her before he died. He was a stubborn mule, you see." She laughed, "I was worried that my beautiful daughter could have fell in love with the town's choirboy. I didn't see what she saw in you." She didn't speak for a while after that and Jameson didn't push.
"I know how hard you two suffered to have a child. You never blamed my daughter, you were beside h
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