capella temperance hawkins
“The only thing you have in common with the rest of us is a taste for wine, rum, and whiskey. You poor thing, Ella. You stand out like clam among scallops.”
“That’s not true, and if it was, would you value me less? I might not be a genius, but I’m good enough with numbers to keep our books. I might not be a master, but I can play piano well enough to make guests want to dance. I might not be a writer, but I can tell stories that keep them entertained through dessert. None of you can cook as well as I can. Besides, you’re forgetting something.”
“What?”
“I’m the prettiest.”
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