Rule of Woman CH 03
Chapter 3 Trades and Dollars Sada’s heels clicked loudly on the waxed floors of one of the FDD’s Central Leadership Halls. The clicks echoed past plane white walls under bright lights. At the Northern Amazonian Hall, everything concerning decorum sat hidden from the public eye behind heavy doors. Sada’s heels were just that. They didn’t lace up her legs and instead sat on her ankles. She wore a grey blazer, white blouse, stockings and a grey skirt. Many in the FDD would absolutely say she...