The sisters visibly relax as LexKiop steps in, guiding the conversation to gentler waters with an introduction. Both women smile politely, though there’s a touch of relief in their expressions. Alice, the sister with a white ribbon carefully threaded into her dark hair, nods at you.
“I am Alice Cary,” she says, her tone refined and poised.
“And I am Phoebe Cary,” chimes the sister with the red ribbon, a mischievous glint in her eye.
“I couldn’t help but overhear,” you begin. “Do you truly believe that women will gain the right to vote in our lifetimes?”
Alice sighs, exchanging a look with her sister. “Who can say?” she replies, her voice tinged with a realism born from experience. “The road to equality is a mountain, no doubt.”
Phoebe, however, brightens at the question. “Even if suffrage remains out of reach, any advancement toward liberty is worth pursuing,” she says. “If, for example, our efforts helped enable married women to retain ownership of their own property, rather than yielding it to their husbands… well, that would be a step forward.”
Her words stir a sense of optimism, and you nod thoughtfully. Alice offers a soft, bittersweet smile, as though acknowledging both the ambition and the obstacles they face. The conversation shifts to the importance of even small victories, and you realize that for them, each inch gained is a part of a larger, unending journey.
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LexKiop
FantasyIn the bustling heart of New York City, where the vibrant lights of Broadway meet the shadowy corners of the Bowery, an ambitious playwright named LexKiop navigates a world rife with art and ambition. Known for his cunning intellect and sharp wit, L...
