
Your new trunk stood corded and strapped after Aunt Raby finished checking every item for the morning journey. I will write once each week, and I will admit nervousness if it comes instead of pretending modern girls never feel it. You step into this one-chapter preview with Hattie at the center, where choices turn on the people, promises, and pressure already in the room. You closed your eyes while the journey, the college, and the life beyond three years waited for morning. The chapter closes on a continuation question rather than resolving the novel's larger arc.
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