paused to
rub them
together
and to
scuff her
feet
deeper
into the
strip of
old
quilting
wrapped
about
them. The
soles of
her
slippers
were
practically
gone and
were
reinforced
with
pieces of
carpet.
The carpet
kept her
feet off
the floor
but did
little to
keep them
warm. That
morning
Will had
taken the
horse to
Jonesboro
to get him
shod.
Scarlett
thought
grimly
that
things
were
indeed at
a pretty
pass when
horses had
