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Chapter 51

“My Felly went all the way through university. She had a doctorate, a real doctorate, in political psychology. Did it make a difference?” Catherine laughed. “No. The person with the most credits and several stylists to make him look more handsome always won. Her textbooks and notebooks are up in the attic somewhere. That’s as far as that knowledge went. If you want to tell someone you have a doctorate, her diploma is up there, too; you’d just have to change the name. No one’s gonna question it.”

And so, Engalla read voraciously whenever she was through with the chores and planned ahead

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For more than five years, Engalla ensconced herself in the farm and Felicity’s library.

One morning, as they were sorting the crops, Catherine turned to her.