![]() ![]() Jen plunked the pincushion down on the worktable. Her dreams leaned more toward the adventurous, like flying airplanes. Of all the sisters, she possessed the least skill and interest in sewing. ![]() You could best help by basting that blouse for me. On hot summer days, she wished for an electric iron, but those cost money, and every cent was needed for the hospital. Ruth finger-pressed the next seam and reached for a hot iron off the old stove. Ruth’s baby sister would go along with anything Jen suggested, no matter how ridiculous, and this went far beyond ridiculous. If even one of us married a wealthy man, we could help Daddy get the treatment he needs. ![]() Jen, perched on a stool at the worktable, twirled a pincushion between her hands while their youngest sister, Minnie, hung on every word. The wealthy client wanted her dresses by five o’clock, and Ruth was running late.īut think how it would help Daddy. She glanced at the dress shop’s clock before pressing another seam on Mrs. We have enough to do without chasing after rich men. Ruth Fox glared at her younger sister Jen. ![]()
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