A sequel to an older work of mine, this time critiquing the misogynistic society (and now, honestly) in which Widow Brasher was raised, and how her niece Rebecca's subscription to such beliefs culminate in fear, hatred, and a family curse. NOTE: This is a LONG short story, not a novel. Image not mine, as always I think religion can be positive, as I am Christian myself, but it can also be used in a negative way to oppress various people. I think it is right to call the fake Christians out.