Ruth and Boaz

Now the buzz of the festivities had quietened. It was already twilight! Ruth felt uneasy as she tried to disengage the extreme ends of her dress from a disturbing twig. It was late already. In the green thicket where Ruth hid, she watched the participants of the harvest fete departing in their numbers. Indeed, Boaz […]

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Whose Damsel is This?

Whose Damsel is this?

         The sun was high up in the sky. Now, Ruth was tired and thirsty. The thought of requesting for water from the foreman of the harvest was quickly dismissed. She didn’t want to sound ungrateful, since she was a foreigner. Hence, she decided to deal with the first problem.     […]

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