Another Side: An Econowife's Tale
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My name is Joann. I'm seventeen years old. I live in the Republic of Gilead as an econowife. I've been married for six months now, and I'm a little over five months pregnant.
Some say women like me are among the lucky ones. Maybe they're right. But each of us carries our own burdens-silent or spoken. This is mine.
*This story is based in the Novel Universe of The Handmaid's Tale by Margret Atwood. I don't not own the original source material. These characters are my own, I've stayed as close to the source material as possible but as this is a different story, set in a different district, some details will be changed*
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