That was how Tabitha was. Impatient. She did not like wasting time planning anything given that she was a very spontaneous person.
'Tomorrow will do. I only needed you to bear witness with me.' Clarice smiled.
She knew her plan had worked, and she had Tabitha on her side.
Without saying more words, Tabitha took herself home. She kept thinking about how outrageous it was for Dayton to find love in the laps of an unwanted.
The rain hit Tabitha's windowpane softly and it caused her to awake from slumber. She groaned as she sat up for the pain, she felt in her head was indescribable. She looked around her room and set her eyes on a pile of paper at her table.
She sighed loudly. If only she had not been abandoned by her family, maybe her life would have made more sense.
Tabitha was a strong woman. During her prime, she aspired to learn the art of sewing but her restlessness did not permit her to learn under anyone for long periods.
