A Bride At Seventeen
Disappointed, I hung up the phone and stepped out of the booth, but not before running into something. Or someone. I looked up and before me stood the mystery man. I was stricken with fear at the large man standing before me.
"There you are, Ruth," his deep voice rumbled through his chest "I was wondering where you went."
What? Who was this guy? How did he know my name?
"Um I'm sorry, you must have the wrong person," I tried stepping around him but he just stepped in my way, blocking my only exit. "Excuse me," I tried to squeeze by him, but he only moved in front of me again. I looked up in his face and could barely make out anything for the booth and hall was dimly lit and any light was blocked out by the large man towering over me.
"What do you want from m-me?" I was starting to get nervous around him, he made me feel uneasy.
The man leaned forward, only inches from my face and whispered, "Your brother is... working late tonight, so to speak."
17 year old, Ruth, lives alone with her brother/legal guardian, Isaiah. To make money they rent out the extra rooms in their deceased Parent's house, as a sort of inn. One day Isaiah loses his job, ashamed by this, he doesn't tell Ruth, so he thought up a plan without her consent. A childhood friend of his takes up Isaiah's offer to marry his younger sister in means to protect and provide for her. Follow Ruth in her new life as a 17 year old bride.