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Yardsticks: Chapter 39

I took the dress and turned it inside out. The seams were perfect, neatly serged. Professional

It took me a second to absorb that. Mommy — I had a new son. This was all so strange

It was emerald green with silver beading, a silver sash draped over the shoulders. It was a pretty dress, definitely elegant. But…

For a moment, my stomach twisted as I observed those flowers — a blatant violation of takanos law

This whole situation was super strange, but the fact was, I hadn’t done anything wrong

I definitely hadn’t done anything wrong here. And yet, something niggled at my memory. I knew the answer, I’d heard it somewhere. Where?

She spoke to me like I was a child who didn’t understand her arithmetic. Anuradha grinned smugly

How — how — had she gotten hold of this gown? She couldn’t—

Was this really all about protecting the credit of his holy plan? Was he ready to withhold relief from thousands of families for the plan’s image?

I saw Mina dart glances at Yocheved. What was this all about?