Xilan City.
Ten years had swiftly passed, and Jenny had grown into a young and vibrant lady with golden curly hair.
She loved this city.
Though her apartment was old and small and she occasionally had to endure the various complaints and roars from the neighboring tenants, it offered her access to many things unavailable in the small towns.
Her father Wick had become a watchmaker, earning slightly more than he did in the countryside.
Moreover, she could attend services every week at the Mother of Nature's church—a real grand church!
Monday morning.
With a sandwich in her mouth, Jenny hurried out the door following Mrs. Hallea's reminders, intending to assist at her father's repair shop.
Thank goodness, women in the city weren't subjected to as many restrictions, allowing them to walk freely on the streets and seek employment.
