Unbeknownst to her, a letter was slipped under the door to her brother's room in the midst of the night. Knowing it was only meant for Merrigold, they delivered. Surprised and questioning who had been the messenger. Merri had been worried and falling into depression, this was something she needed. Assurance hopefully.—Merrigold.Do not hate me just yet. Do not forget me just yet. Do not Merri, I plan on pestering you for a lifetime and this is only the beginning of it, not the end, never the end. This has been a difficult time for me and I reckon for you as well with my father constantly quivering on your back but with regards to it all, we will find a solution. I'm trying my level best to find a solution. All I will say is, I'm pennilessness. My father has seized all that I have to my name, including my Manchester home and all the other pieces of land that I thought I had. All the elite socialites I thought to be my friends who could help me with a loan have turned their backs as p
He was tall, well built... a potbelly slightly forming. Auburn hair, one or two turnt grey disclosing his early aging. A fairly maintained beard that suit him well. Hazel brown eyes, like his father. There was no telling Henry was Austin's brother. The eleven year age gap had always been massive, many of the reasons why their relationship had always been slightly iffy. Austin saw Henry as an uncle more than an actual paternal brother. They thought very differently, their views differed in so many ways that at times, Austin felt as if Henry acted like he was his father. Henry could never relate to Austin, not his interests or anything else."You must be Merrigold...?"Merri blinked at him before she hesitantly shook the man's outstretched hand. "Yes, I am." It was stiff and the whole scene felt uncomfortable... she quickly retreated her hand. Looking around, Merrigold wondered if he had been following her as she took her walk. Anything to get her mind off the same plantation and sicken
It took a lot for him to come forward. Watching her sad and weary from afar, he felt compelled to put his pride aside and be there for her. He found it difficult, immensely difficult to put their past behind them. He found it difficult to let go, as burdening as the truth was... his love for her lingered on. Thomas was embarrassed by his actions. Truly, truly what had gone through his mind when he leeched out all their dirty laundry to Austin's father. Mr. Cunningham did not like Merrigold at all. His hate free day by day for her. Everyone knew, everyone could see it. When giving the slaves instructions, he was always quick to make snarky comments that were clearly aimed at one person. He refused for Merri to join the church gathering. They would always have lunch after the service, he also refused for Merri to join. Mr. Cunningham would always say 'ask Austin...where ever he may be...' Merrigold tried not to let his comments get to her but sometimes it was all overwhelming. She'd cry
She had always had slight pain here and there. She thought nothing of it. It was something that she was beginning to get accustomed to. When gush of yellow fluid suddenly released in between her thighs. She was confused, there was no warning at all. Still a tad bit okay, she informed Miriam that she'd be visiting Mrs. Cunningham. Merrigold was afraid, nothing like this had ever occurred. She needed to tell someone with experience. Mrs Cunningham herself had twins. She'd know better. The walk to the house was beginning to become more and more excruciating. Her back was aching but the pain on her lower abdomen proved to be more dominant. It was freezing cold, that time of the year, winter fully vivid. She had always hated the February weather in Liverpool. Soon enough it would be gone absorbed by the rainy weather. Everyone loved this weather, it meant no harsh summer days work, with nothing to harvest. It always proved to be a restful time for workers around any plantation unless they
"She is asleep..." Austin announced."I can't say the same for your little rascals. I always knew any offspring of yours would be exasperating..""Walter?! How can you say such?""Honesty Rosie, these two are about to be worse than the trouble we had with Bertha and Austin.""Well, it's a good thing you're not their parent." Austin replied. Walter suddenly hurt. "But I am their grandparent, without my existence you neither them would exist.""That isn't the same song you were singing these past few months, I reckon.""I had no knowledge... that mulattos were normal like you and I. No knowledge at all. It seems for a long time, I had been brainwashed to assume they'd come out disadvantaged or as dark as coal." Walter then turned to the infant he was holding frangibly nursing him back and forth as he sat on his Georgian arm chair. Austin's mother held the other twin who was seemingly asleep. Austin appreciated the help, especially for Merri, if it became all too much for her she could s
"You can use a wet towel or moist cotton wool to wash baby's bottom... yes, just like that... you're a mother at heart Merri." Mrs Cunningham grinned proudly at Merri. She was focused, she wanted to try her level best to be a good mother to her kids. Thankful that Austin's mom was there to help her and teach her everything there was to know."...as well as his genitals. Yes, then dry him off. Usually if the baby is a girl, wipe from front to back to avoid any nasties from her bottom getting into her urinary tract and causing an infection. Good thing you have a boys but you ought to know all this incase you and my son..."Merrigold blushed. "No more, I believe. These two are already a handful." She said softly. "Oh Merri you never know, Austin was always against kids well look at him now? You never know... dear.""I'm very very sure, not with the pain I'm in already...""It hasn't healed yet?" Mrs Cunningham asked. "Down there that is? It took me atleast six weeks to heal with Bertha
"...her name is Merri..." Panashe told her. "Merrigold, and her brother is James. I do not know much about them but I've only met Merrigold. She is nice."Jenny only nodded. Having already given up, she had no expectations not for today or for tomorrow or the days to come. When she had been informed of being purchased, she had wondered why? She was of no monetary worth. Not with her looks having faded and her skin withered with old age. Eyes slowing sinking in from hard days work. Her hands covered in blisters. Her body with scars, some healing some very old, some fading. Panashe could tell that Merrigold's mother was once upon a time a very beautiful woman in her days. Merrigold clearly resembled so much of her mother's good looks. From the shape of her face and the prominent doll face. The woman was as under weight as a rail, twiggy slender and malnourished but still managed to maintain her hourglass figure."Do they treat her good?" The woman finally spoke up. She had not felt comf
Important : hey guys, I've been taking a break as I've grown to hate this book. I'm constantly constantly called out for glorifying rape. I didn't intend for that. I was just writing, I'm sorry to everyone who feels that way. Rape is horrible, I by no means condone it. I can't even justify this storyline or change it because it's too far gone. I will just find a way to finish it for everyone then unpublish it. I see rape victims everywhere coming out with their story and all I can think of is this book. It's triggering. Merri being with her rapist triggers a lot of people and I figured I have to give it a sad ending so everyone can be happy. Again thanks for everything.—Seeing her—already a grown beautifully presented woman, could it be true? Mothers tend to be blind to their own children's flaws. All they see is angelic, divine and innocent beings. The world could label them any negative word under the sun and porch them out to be bad people even if the actions are true; a mother'
Hiding behind Merrigold. Hiding behind 'I love Merri.' Continuously chasing Merri to redeem him from his guilt, sins and the feelings he was developing that made him very uncomfortable. His anger was once rooted on Merri, why had she left? This was all her fault. She had led him into falling victim of this horrid unjust demonic behavior. He did not know whom he was anymore. Merrigold had been the only person in his whole entire life who shielded him from judgement. No one would ever think differently of him with Merrigold by his side as his lover. No one would ever assume he took a liking to other men. It was an unpleasant feeling that he was thoroughly ashamed of. Thomas noted, he had not always felt this way; he had not always been this way. He had never been one to look at another man twice. Never! It made him wonder were his feelings for Merrigold ever real? They were, he thought. He loved Merri not as a friend or a sister but as a lover. He enjoyed all their intimates moments tog
"Mrs Brown?" Austin called her. She was quick to squeeze his cheeks and give him kisses on both cheeks. She'd always see him as a child even though he now towered over her."I've been meaning to have a word with you.""Out with it then?" She continued to wipe the kitchen countertops."I'm sorry you had to constantly deal with me. I've come to realize, I was such a huge burden on you and my parents. It's never easy setting upright a rebellious child." Austin muttered ashamed. He could not count the many times, his parents were not aware of his location. For months or even years at a time. The trail of debts he sent their way. Austin loved the west. He loved the ignorance within America.The transatlantic slave trade was abolished first with an act of Congress on March 2, 1807, followed with a British act of Parliament on March 25. This abolishment outlawed the international slave trade, but not slavery itself. In England, the abolishment of the transatlantic slave trade only pushed for
Bad conscience over responsibility.Regardless of who was right or wrong, she felt shameful for her actions. Black people were already named barbaric uncultured swines. Her anger had pushed forth a uncaring attitude for consequences or self dignity. For someone who knew how to always hold it in when being insulted and abashed; she had clearly derailed off the road. Her whole life Merri had been called names, made to feel inferior, lesser than anything and anyone else. She was well aware, having mastered the art of ignorance to the hurtful slurs. Ignorance to the hypocritical attitudes of those who claimed to be above her. This was not new to her, it honestly wasn't but when Stella did—Merri could not hold herself.She was angry. This was the woman who had caused so much harm and refused to acknowledge any of her devious actions. This was the woman who had turnt Austin into a horrid cynical unlikable bastard. Stella has triggered Austin into hurting Merri. For many reasons, she blamed
"Please stay away from me!" Thomas the young black man who had approached him."I've done nothing wrong." Hasani added still a little flummoxed by Thomas's cold shoulder."If you're not here to work away from me, you're literally the most disgusting person I've ever came across in my whole entire life. Merri was disgusting for being with the white man but you definitely took the trophy away from her." Thomas was quick to click his tongue and he sorted the hay.Hasani felt embarrassed but nonetheless shrugged his shoulders. "Your insults do not phase me.""Will a beating do the trick?""Why are you so violent and bitter?" Hasani questioned, a little addled by the situation.Thomas rolled his eyes at him. "Out of my sight. The sight of you revolts my whole body. I will never forgive you for what you did.""What I did?"Looking around Hasani noted it was just them and the horses. Walking towards Thomas he backed him against the wooden barn wall; one hand gripping his neck the other strok
Whenever everything was going well there always had to be a dilemma waiting. Austin and Merri had so much trials and tribulations in the time they had shared and known each other. For many reasons just when it felt as though everything was going their way, something had to occur and dismiss their union.Merri slept early that night. Not really asleep but staring at her side of the lamp. She hugged herself trying to keep warm. An awful feeling of betrayal and treachery inhibited within her chest. She blinked a couple of times, standing up to check on her kids. They were sound asleep. It must have been because they had not sleep in the afternoon. Merrigold adored looking at them, they were so precious. She had no idea she would be able to love any other person on this earth and forsaken world the way she did her kids. Sometimes she had to snap herself to reality. 'I'm a mother, I'm a wife? I'm a mother? I'm really a mother?' Her life has changed so drastically. Her babies were every rea
"Oh goodness..!" He teared up. "How do I hold them? They're so delicate, small, tiny and adorable... wow Merri, they're going to grow to be such handsome lads."Blushing Merri, gave Thomas a subtle smile. "The white wool is Lennox and the blue wool is Lionel. Lennox has a birthmark on his neck, it's really helpful with telling them apart."In awe, Thomas decided against holding them. Afraid they'd fall or something. Afraid Austin and Walter would be out to get his head. He did not want any problems for himself. Instead, he stood a bit far and only bent down their cradle to play with their small fingers."How's motherhood treating you?" He questioned turning back to look at her. She looked exhausted, nonetheless happy. The smile on her face overshadowed the bags under her eyes. She had certainly put on a bit of weight. Her breasts much fuller with milk patches seeping through her clothing. Her stomach, would take a while to return to being as flat as it used to be before Austin had mad
"Grandpa was very very upset, folks always try to put me in a bitter mood but I feel so much better with you little buggers." Walter said playing with their little fingers. "Isn't it?" He tickled their little bellies. "Isn't it?" His voice became restrained and small. They seemed so attentive and both quiet in their cradle. Clearly occupied, if he got any closer they would be quick to pull his nose, they loved that. Walter sat back on his wooden cushioned chair, facing the balcony enjoying a drink, he had always been one to hide his alcohol but at this moment he did not care if anyone saw him drinking. He wasn't perfect, clearly he was sick of acting as if he was."I have every reason to be upset with that daft uncle of yours." He added taking another swig. Adjusting his stroll-hat, the little ones buoyantly wiggled their arms and feet at each other. Lionel then hit Lennox while doing so, even then the little boy didn't cry. He only wiggled harder as if to return the hit. Walter laugh
I never add songs but sure thing by Miguel would be the theme song that played on this (scene) chapter if it was a movie. anyways enjoy and stay safe x⬆️⬆️⬆️—Pride will always be the longest distance between two people. Austin was willing but Henry was not having it. A sense of bitterness sat right on the top of his chest. He would never be able to get over any of this mediocrity. He thought, he could but he was failing dismally. He had not slept that night, blankly staring at the ceiling. As if punishment, he could hear Merri and Austin giggling... God, knows what they were doing. They acted like hormonal teenagers who finally got to be with the one they had been courting for the longest time. It annoyed him to no end, did the walls have to be any thinner? Did the echoes have to be any louder? Did Austin's room have to be right next to his? Why was it so difficult to see Austin happy... his own brother. It bothered him. Perhaps because for the longest of time, he had believed wit
"Austin...""Henry..."With a few meters between them. The two brothers stared at each other with unsaid words of regret, guilt and shame. They had not talked, a good morrow, good evening, pass me the salt, have you seen mother? Is Merri here? did not count as proper conversing."So much has been happening..." Henry added, scratching the back of his head."See, Henry consider yourself very lucky. If I had not met Merri, if I had not fathered my kids, if I did not have any reason to want to be better. I would have kicked you in the nuts and aimed for your a good hit then told you to return to your ratchet wife.""Fair enough!" Henry let out a nervous laugh. Austin stared at him with distaste. He could not hide the bitter feelings he had grown for his brother over the years. This was the same man who had called the authorities on him over his innocent wife. Accused a much younger Austin of raping her. So many nauseating accusations made by his brother. One who ought to protect him and l