The Female Manifesto
The Female ManifestoPrologueSarah sat on the bus and stared out the window. The streets of New Haven were bathed in the soft glow of early morning sunlight and Sarah fancied that the town itself was just waking up as she noticed the first stirrings of the day’s activity. A shopkeeper was rolling up his shutters; a young boy in pyjamas was playing with his dog on the front lawn. Seeing this, Sarah could almost let herself believe that things were still normal. A jogger ran down the...