
You are Mary Scudder, folding linen in a Newport kitchen while your mother warns you off the sailor asking questions no sermon answers. James Marvyn climbs through the orchard the night before his ship sails as first mate, admitting he came to church for you more than for doctrine. He asks no promise, only that you keep his dove and read the Bible he carries to sea. The tide gives you minutes, and your mother's guests are already on the road.
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