A Single Man's Rebellion Descriptive Writing

The woman stares across the table anxiously, her son quietly staring at his hands beside her, the look on her husband’s face anything but pleased. The sun hangs midway over the house in the sky, and though it is just about time for dinner, no one seems to really want to eat any of the dishes she has prepared. A meat pudding sits untouched in the center of the table as if mocking her growling stomach. The silence is nearly unbearable, her feet tingling, her son obviously restless as well, and she can’t help but be glad when her husband speaks, sounding almost exhausted with the extent of his irritation.
“I’m sure you’ve heard?” She nods silently, knowing already the cause of his annoyance, glancing at her son out of the corner of her eye as if to warn him not to speak. Her husband is a good man, and usually lenient about letting the two of them speak while dining in their own home, but she fears today is an exception. Luckily, her son gets the memo. He is only eight, but quite respectful, and relatively calm for his age, usually remaining unobtrusive and avoiding trouble like the plague.
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Personally, I am powerless to act on the matter. A single man’s rebellion is more often than not a failed rebellion, and though there are others who have views similar to my own, I fear that none of us are quite brave enough to take decisive actions, especially extreme ones. The thing is, if enough of an uproar was raised, the law could be repealed, yet what next? Would a war come from such actions? It’s definitely possible, and yet I feel that either way, resentment is boiling between us and Britain. If we let this slide, how many times will they try and place unfair laws and taxes over us in the future? Perhaps it is better to fight against that which we believe to be unjust, even if doing so leaves us in a worse position than the one in which we started. It is indubitable that someone somewhere will be displeased no matter how things turn