Adara

The soldier heaved me over his shoulder as if I were a spring lamb. "I am not Israelite!" I screamed. I beat his back, hurting my hands. "Let me go." Adara has always longed to do the things that well-brought-up girls of her time are not supposed to do. She wants to learn to read and write -- like men. And she wants the freedom to travel -- like men -- outside the boundaries of her sheltered life. One day she awakens to a blast of trumpets as the Israelites and Arameans battle just outside the s