The True Meaning of Strength (Chapter 1, part 1)
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A novel set in the late 1800s, The True Meaning of Strength follows young, brainy Lucine Cordova as she finds out who she is when she is forced into a reforming school by her strict mother. Soon, she falls in love and realizes ; She can do anything, for she has love by her side.

The True Meaning of Strength (Chapter 1, part 1)

"Anything you want to say, Lucine?"

I shook my head in denial, hoping not to forward mother's sour mood. "Why must I have such a rambunctious daughter like you?" She stared at me, her back straight as a line. I didn't answer.

Her jaw seemed to tighten, but she kept her tranquil expression showing on her face. "Darling." She faced my father and continued, "What do you think of our daughter's irresponsible behavior."

My father, a broody and broad shouldered man, merely grunted in response.

"Nearly killed my servants, that scoundrel."

"See what I mean, Lucine?" My mother turned towards me, like she was actually interested in talking to me. "Yes, mother." I sighed and placed my head on my hand. "Don't slouch.

And no sighing unless you are permitted." I fixed my posture and continued to sigh. "Hmph. This daughter is unteachable. Unteachable, I tell you!" She was practically yelling at father by then.

"Mother, If I was simply unteachable, then I wouldn't know as much as I do," I stated, trying to reason with my mother.

"Don't speak unless spoken to!" She faced me with such serious contempt in her eyes; I was surprised she hadn't dumped off the side of the road.

The carriage driver shouted, "We are nearing our destination, madam!" Mother seemed to smile for a moment, then it quickly disappeared.

"Mother, will you tell me where we are headed?" She smirked and replied, "A reform school. One that might actually work this time." I gave a pleading look to my mother.

"Oh, please no, mother! I'll do anything! I'll work to reimburse the servants that left when I accidentally set fire to their bedchamber! I'll do anything!

Just don't send me to a reform school." My mother sighed and shook her head. "What's done is done. We've already discussed this." "And by we, do you mean you and father!" She glanced at me.

"Don't raise your voice at me. And yes, your father and I have discussed it. We have agreed to allow you to stay there until you clean up your act." Allow. Like I wanted to go.

"But, mother-" She glared. "No buts. It's been decided. What don't you understand?" I sighed as we went along the short windy path.

THE END OF CHAPTER 1, PART 1. PART 2 WILL BE POSTED SOON 0v0 (By the way guys, I have this story posted on inkitt if you want to read the full chapter ^^ Or you can just wait for me to post more

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