Jane Jago’s Daily Drabble – Twenty-One

There were upwards of twenty women awaiting their fate. Men came through the doors and made their choices. The one who stopped in front of Nora was as big and hairy as a grizzly bear. 

“Needs discipline,” stepmother gloated. “Take your belt to her now and again…”

“She’ll do.”

Twenty minutes later Nora was a married woman, following her husband out of the church.

“Keep up,” he growled.

Nora hurried to his side, allowing herself to look into his face for the first time. What she could see through the hair looked to be smiling.

“I don’t wear a belt…”

©️jj 2018

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