Chapter Twelve
A Bare & Beautiful Exhibition
The sun gleamed through the red drapes partially covering Ginnie’s bedroom window, casting a warm, cheering glow on the bed and sleeping figures of the two girls. The black silhouette of the window’s prison bars shadowed across their bare skin, a reminder of their captivity.
Ginny yawned and stretched as she rolled over on her side. She smiled at a still-sleeping Violet, stroking her fingers through the girl’s raven-black hair spread out on her pale blue silk pillow. There was a faint knock at the door, and it opened. Another girl, naked and collared, stepped inside carrying a large tray with breakfast. She wore the customary huge red velvet bow on the back of her head. A fully-clothed Wylie followed her inside. The girl woke Violet, then had
