The Bride Price

Grete Weil

1988

Some time later, two or three months had passed, David sends for me again.

Bathsheba is there, her hair beautifully arranged, very pretty and self-confident. Already the mistress of this palace.

David pushes a stool over to me. Now we are sitting in a half-circle, all three.

“Michal,” says David without being indirect. “Bathsheba is pregnant. You…

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