Story takes place in the 1920s
This is the story Zorell Dupree, a young twenty year old nurse who moves to the city working for a prestigious hospital. She is a small time girl thrown into the fast-paced world of the city.
Her childhood friend Lel...
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"Are we too late?" Gabrielle asked, while her twin sister raced towards them.
"Not quite." Helen said and grabbed her hand. "If we don't hurry we will be."
Zorell wasn't sure what they were stressing about, but she was about to find out. She saw a small crowd of anxious young women, and Eloise standing with her back towards them with her bouquet in hand as she shouted towards the crowd.
"Are you ready?" she asked and held up the bouquet. The crowd of girls laughed and shouted for her to throw the mess of pink flowers. "Okay, here it comes."
Zorell looked up and saw the bouquet heading right for her. Before she could move out of the line of fire, the mess of pink and white flowers hit her in the chest. On reaction, she caught them in her arms.
"Look!" a red-haired girl called out, while pointing a finger at her. "Zorell caught the bouquet."
She heard another girl whisper. "Who would marry her?"
She ignored it and just looked at the flowers. She hated the fact that she caught it and wondered if Eloise purposely threw it at her. It would be just like her to do such a thing. The bride looked happy that she caught it and ran towards her.
"We'll start looking at wedding dresses after I get back from my honeymoon," Eloise said excitedly
"Oh, no, I'm never getting married," she said and some of the other girls laughed.
"You'll change your mind one day," Eloise said and gave her a quick hug. She then joined her groom in a dance. The party would be winding down soon, and Devlin and Eloise would be starting on their trip. She was going to miss the two of them, but at least she had an out and wouldn't have to live in that cold dead house with her father.
Zorell didn't feel like dancing, and instead, just watched as everyone else took a twirl. As she stood by the refreshment table sipping her small glass of juice she noticed Zachary and Trevor shamelessly flirting with Eden twins, Helen and Gabrielle. They were on the wild side and flirted with many girls to their father's disapproval, but he didn't stop them from gallivanting with anyone they felt like. Damon Depree would just say they were young boys sowing their wild oats. Didn't girls have a wild side as well? It was that old double standard that Zorell hated. Boys could do whatever they wanted, but girls must always be prim and proper ladies.
Things were about to change that night once she made the decision to leave home for good. She had planned on it long ago, years before she entered nursing school. She knew that if she was going to be independent she had to have a profession and being a nurse would give her that chance. Her father was not keen on the idea, but it was one of the things she would not back down from. Becoming a nurse was only her second choice. If she truly had her way she would have become a doctor. Very few women trained for that profession, and there was no way her father would allow that.
