Hi Everyone! As usual, I am a little late to the party. I had a small crisis yesterday and shut my blog to private for a short time, and forgot to fix it. I'm buried under deadlines and things to do this week, so of course, i had to get sick as well. Such is life!
I only shared 2 paragraphs last week, so I thought I would continue where I left off, and try to write two more. For the first time ever, I actually have 2 WIPS I am working on at the same time. It's very confusing, but it must be done.
So this is the next 2 paragraphs from where I left off last week.
But rules were rules. In the small polygamist town of Green Valley, they believed that a woman got a vision or a word from God that told her who she was supposed to marry. Normally, upon receiving this word, if the woman felt ready, she would take the name to the bishop, who would inform the intended husband and a short courtship of about a month would take place before the wedding. However, there was a catch. It didn’t happen often that Rosa knew of, but, every once in a while, a young lady would receive her name before she turned eighteen. When that happened, they could do nothing. They had to basically just sit on the information and pray for that person, until their eighteenth birthday. After that, they could take the proper steps at any time they felt inclined and ready. There was no obligation to rush, although most women in Green Valley married in their early twenties or younger. Young women such as herself who found their intended early, were required to keep the secret. To do anything else had caused many problems in the past, until Bishop Miller had decided years ago, that it was in their best interest to keep it to themselves until they were of age, imploring them to keep the secret even from their parents. She understood why- It was just- Oh, Heck- her brain started to wake up and she began to realize the implications of her situation. Bishop Miller. Lucas Aaron Miller. Luke Miller- She was supposed to marry the Bishop’s son? It couldn’t be!
Rosa sat frozen in bed as the truth set in. Lucas – Luke as she knew him from school- was to be her future husband. How had she gotten so lucky? She was just Rosa- daughter of a grocer and a housewife. She was nothing special. In her family, she was not the prettiest like her sister Laura, nor the smartest- that was Margaret, nor the most athletic-a title that most certainly went to Jean Marie. Beth Anne of course was the kindest- and Josie was the funniest. And then of course, there was Emily who was just all around amazing- a total golden child. What was Rosa? All her life she had just been the token middle child- mediocre through and through. And now she was to wed the bishop’s son? Luke was everything she was not. Tall with honey colored hair and deep green eyes, Luke excelled at everything he did. He had graduated last spring as valedictorian. He had been class president, and captain of the lacrosse team. When he wasn’t doing those things he had tutored grade school students, and helped his dad in church.
Rosa was fully awake now, and her mind was racing. She woke up slightly more each passing minute, and as she did, she began to have more and more panic inducing thoughts.
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