Elizabeth Windsor put on her too small raincoat that would not button and turned to her friend Louisa Anderson. Elizabeth had only worked with Louisa at the women’s shelter for a month, but they had bonded instantly. Although she was several years older than Elizabeth, Louisa did not treat her like a child. She listened to Elizabeth’s ideas and asked her opinion on matters concerning the shelter. Louisa had suffered both an abusive father and husband in life but was now blessed with the love a good man, Richard Anderson. He cherished Louisa and had taught her to trust again, providing her not only with financial security but even more importantly, emotional strength. That is why she had opened the shelter, to help other women see that there is love and happiness out there and that they didn’t have to stand for the abuse they received. Elizabeth admired Louisa for standing up for what she believed in and not giving into those snooty, over privileged matriarchs who looked down their noses at what they referred to as an unfortunate situation when anyone mentioned Louisa and Richard’s marriage.
