Friday Fictioneers, 1 March 2013: One Mite

Sara-Jane’s life had, up until this moment, been filled with adventure. She’d left home with her betrothed at the tender age of 11 (that’s how they’d done it then—he was a deacon in their family church and was a wise man of 18). She’d not been able to have children and had therefore been discarded, but it had not affected her negatively. She’d gone off in the ’49 International Harvester pickup her dad had given her and explored the world. Now, destitute, she had to let it go.

“but she, out of her poverty, put in all she owned”

Copyright: Beth Carter 

Written for this week’s Friday Fictioneers. PS: italicized verse portion can be explored here.

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    1. In some Pentecostal denominations, and I think in the Mormon faith, a young man can be a deacon at such an age…The image made me think of some of those little, isolated Southern towns of the past–real or imagined…

    1. There are still pockets of society where young women live lives that we, in our ‘advanced’ states, would not want, Carolyn. One never knows…

  1. Oh that is just so wrong! Eleven year old kids have other things on their minds than serving a husband. I am glad we have evolved in our thinking to realize the better age for marriage is in the twenties.

    1. Thank you, Joe. I think there are still aspects of life that we don’t get to see, that still go on… There are societal norms that we will never understand but that many accept…

    1. Yes…it was meant to be; the image conjured ideas of difficult journeys, of dreams deferred, of things we just don’t talk about in polite company…