Caught

--"Rebbecca!"
She turned, startled by her father's voice. Quickly she hid the tri-corner hat behind her back, fearing he would see it and guess her intent. He would never let her join the revolution, not after John and Nathan where already taken.
His grey eyes looked her up and down. They snagged on something by her waste, and when she glanced at it she found a corner of the hat was exposed to his interrogation. Her eyes flew to his. "It's not what you think!" she cried as he marched toward her.
Snatching the hat, he snapped, "They will not have you."--

Idea, me. Photographer, Laura. New skirt and bounce, birthday. The vest is Laura's.