Phoebe Huxley wasn't the only one who was furious; everyone else was angry too. How could a slut like Phoenix Golding manage to marry a man with a steady salary? A filthy whore like her deserved to spend the rest of her life as a beggar, despised by all. They'd only feel vindicated if she became a pariah that everyone wanted to beat down.
But now, Phoenix Golding was about to marry someone at a coal mine. It was far away, in another province entirely. Who there would know about the filthy things that bitch had done? In a year or so, few people in Clearspring Township would even remember. Time was the great eraser. Once everyone had more or less forgotten, Phoenix Golding could start over, maybe even return one day in glory.
