Lillian picked up a small ragged book and held it high for people to see. Everyone stretched their necks to get a better look and to take more photographs.
She placed the scruffy looking diary back onto the podium, opened its wrinkled yellow pages and spoke to the crowd. “This attention-grabbing account begins in the Whitehaven township in 1899 with these words:
'Dear diary, my mother does not know what father is doing to me each night. I’m only fourteen years of age and he hath made me with child. If I tell mamma, whatever will she say? What am I to do? People will shun me.' ”
The room fell into a tomblike silence, with neither a breath nor murmur audible while Lillian continued her address.
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