“It’s not fair,” cried out one of the women in privacy of their chambers, “that we were created to need a man’s completing us!”
Several of the other women called out comments, chiming in to add their discontent.
Cassandra lifted her hand gracefully and the din quieted down to listen attentively, for she always had something profound to add in her wisdom.
“Maybe they were made to serve us,” she posed in a low tone, confidingly, “and that’s why they control and suppress us.”
