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Decades Legacy: 1890 in Summary
Okay this took me longer than I would like to admit, but I've finally gotten back to playing my decades save!
Rayne Legacy: Family Pressures
Summer, 1890:
May sat down to play one of her favorite pieces on the piano. She wasn’t all that good (as her mother often reminded her), but she enjoyed playing. It was something to occupy her mind and a way to impress the men her mother wanted her to impress.
After a few minutes of playing, her mother came bustling in.
“Margaret, darling, you need to put your hands here not there! Honestly, you’re never going to get a husband if you can’t even play properly.”
“But I don’t want a husband right now, Mother! I’m not ready yet.”
“Darling, if you don’t get started soon you’ll never have children, is that what you want?”
“Well, no, but I-“
“Of course not! So, I was thinking you should go over to see Mr. Whitley today. He’s a very kind man, isn’t he? And very wealthy, of course. A doctor would be lovely for you, May. And he’s taken quite a fancy to you, hasn’t he? Yes, I think he’s quite suitable for you. You’ll just need to-“
“Mother, enough! Please! Mr. Whitley is a decent man and I do think he’s quite handsome, but I find him incredibly dull. He’s quite serious and I just don’t think we could ever get on like you want us to.”
“You don’t need to like him, you just need to get married to him! I know you want a family…”
“And I’m perfectly content with this family! I don’t need children of my own just yet. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have things to tend to outside.” And with that, she left the room, her and Edith both fuming from their little argument.
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