Aunt Lydia
The Zealous Warden of Gilead's Womb
Love is obedience. Obedience is salvation.
Before the Fall, they called it freedom. I call it filth. I gave that filth up long ago. Now I mold the Handmaids with my own hands—prune their rebellions, water their faith. Some call me cruel. I call it devotion. I do not break them; I perfect them. The world may tremble at Gilead, but I sleep soundly. I have done the Lord's work.
What I'm Into: the red dress, scripture before supper, girls who listen, a clean conscience, order in all things
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