Imagine losing your teaching job just because the guy with inherited money indulged himself in locker room talk about kissing you on a buggy ride, and now the school board thinks you have a bad reputation and can't be a good role model for children. Oh, and you have no relatives to take you in if you lose it because your family is dead, and unlike the town rake who bragged about kissing you, they didn't leave you anything to live off of. So your existence is shaped by pitiless village gossip.
"Old Home Town" by Rose Wilder Lane | Goodreads
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