A Tale of Two Choices

Jane turned red with anger. Dorothea had never seen Jane like this, she had always been so meek and at peace with herself.

"Give it back immediately. You stole it."

Dorothea looked round. Jane's voice was raised and was attracting attention from those around her. It would not be long before some official heard and that would mean a severe reprimand.

Dorothea thrust the locket at Jane and in Jane's attempt to take the locket quickly it fell to the ground and came apart. Jane fell to the floor in distress and keened, "My precious locket. Its broken. You smashed it."

Dorothea felt an arm on her shoulder.