college.â
Belindaâs surprise showed on her face. âWhatever do you mean?â
âIt isnât the right time just now.â Virginia kept her voice carefully matter-of-fact.
âBut you had your heart setââ
âI know. But it will wait. Clara seems to be getting a bit stronger. Maybe Iâll be able to go next year. Maybe Iâll only have to miss one term and can go after Christmas. But now . . .â
âAre you sure?â
âIâm sure.â
Virginia watched as her motherâs whole body seemed to relax. She knew without doubt that her decision had been good news for her mother. She could see the relief written all over her face.
But then Belinda said, âYou think about it a bit more. Pray about it. I donât want . . .â
âMama, I have already prayed and thought,â said Virginia with finality. She didnât add that she had also cried well into the night.
Belindaâs eyes searched her face, then she nodded. She sighed deeply and lowered herself to a kitchen chair.
Virginia was afraid she was going to start crying again. Determinedly she held her emotions in check.
âI wonât pretend, Virginia,â Belinda said slowly, her own emotions making her voice shaky. âI didnât know how we would ever make it without you. But I so much wanted . . . I mean, this is . . . so difficult to ask you to put aside your plans for us.â
âYou didnât ask me, Mama.â
âI know. I couldnât. Really. I have wanted you to be able to follow your own dreams. Not . . . not be forced to lay them aside for us. For me. And Clara. I know how excited you have been about going to college. About being with Jamison.â
Virginia managed a smile. âThat will wait,â she said, speaking the words as much to convince herself as her mother.
âJenny goes off in a couple of weeks.â
âJenny isnât even going to the same college.â
âI know, butââ
âItâs all right, Mama. I am convinced that this is the right decision.â
Belinda smiled and reached out a hand to brush back a strand of hair from her daughterâs cheek. Virginia needed all her willpower to keep tears from overflowing her eyes.
She did know she had done the right thing, but still it was very hard to put her own future on hold.
Later that night her father sought a few minutes with her alone.
âI canât tell you how proud I am of you,â he began with a warm hug. âI know how much you wanted to go to college. I didnât want to deter you from doing that, but frankly, I have been so worried about your mother. Sheâs pushed herself to near exhaustion. Iâve tried to find help, but so far every woman I can think of seems to have all she can do to keep up with her own household. Thank you, Virginia, for making this sacrifice. I donât suppose thereâs anything you could have done to convince me of your . . . your maturity and selflessness more than this has.â
It was enough for Virginia.
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Jenny was shocked when she heard the news.
âHow could you?â she demanded. âI canât wait to get out of this dumpy little town. I wouldnât stay on here for anybody.â
Virginia could have responded that if that was the case, Jenny did not understand about family. But she held her tongue.
âI canât imagine why you want to stay,â Jenny ranted on. âThis place isââ
âItâs not that I want to,â Virginia finally broke in. âMy family needs me, Jenny. Mama is going to collapse if she doesnât have help. And, anyway, I wasnât going to college to escape this place. I like it here. I was going for an education.â
âHah,â scoffed Jenny. âYou were going so you could keep your eye on your Jamison, and you know it.â
âI was not.â
âYou were, too. You