All Chapters of MerryGold: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

"You can never trust these women." He took a breath intake, looking for the strength to tell his story. "She was pregnant with that white devil's child all along. She agreed to marry me still... wanting to pin their mistake onto me.""Uncle Eli, I'm sorry you had to go through that." Thomas said listening attentively. He had been surprised when Elliot had asked to have a word with him. They were not close, they were not friends neither family but they resided together at commune. Thomas wondered what was his reason for abruptly coming forward to tell him his story personally. There had always been rumors of him being played for an imbecile, rumors of his supposed wife giving birth to a mulatto. Elliot has always been a quiet lad, Thomas was shocked at his visit."The child is supposedly six years old now. She is still with him...""How awful.""I thought I ought to come give you advise after hearing the other men laugh at the news of Merrigold being impregnated by Master Austin."Thom

Walter Cunningham adored his wife so much so, that if she made any demands, he met them. He was always one to please her, never questioning her authority as the mother of the house. He respected her decisions and went along with most of her very very kind decision making. He had fallen inlove with who she was as a person, not her beauty that all happened to be a bonus. He had fallen for her want to change the world even if it was just little changes. Her love for people, all people. She had always been enthusiastic about being different. Her German background did not hinder his want to be with her. He still pursued her even at the time, with her very low English vocabulary. Smitten, he had learnt a bit of German to converse with her even when there was no longer a need. Austin's father was raised in a catholic household. He assumed he had done the same with his own family but it did not seem that way judging by his son's idiosyncrasies that portrayed devilish mannerisms. His belief in

"I've made my decision."Mrs. Cunningham remained quiet, turning to her side of the bed. It was in the early hours of the morning. She was bereaved off any happiness. Having not seen or heard from her son in three days and Merri being asked to leave the main house. There was absolutely nothing to be ecstatic about."Well ignore me all you want but all I wanted you to know was, I spoke to a friend in London." Pausing he continued. "There's a family happy to welcome the child there. Hopefully it is a girl so she can work in the house when fully nurtured and grown."In dismay his wife replied harshly. "That is not your decision to make. It's not even your child Walter..!""Austin and that your Merrigold are incapable of raising a child especially that kind of a child. Do you realize what they have done? Do you know understand the severity of their actions...? That child will come out looking like... something we have never seen before. It will be hard to hide, everyone will know. The sha

When Austin and William left the room for some seconds, they knew what they were doing. It was a plan set out from the beginning. Merri and Panashe felt awkward, noticing the forced relation. Granted it was as if they were both expected to understand each other. After what William had told Panashe, she did not know how she could ever console the girl. Being older than Merri and more experienced... perhaps there was a thing or two that she could teach Merrigold. Panashe had it bad with William but never as torturous as William had described what Austin put Merrigold through. Merri looked around, more afraid and anxious for what was waiting for her at home, her home, the Cunningham plantation. Her anxiety wanted her to leave immediately. When Austin said it would only be a little while, she never assumed this long. Mr Cunningham senior would be waiting for her with a Bible and whip in one hand presumably. Merrigold looked down at the biscuits and tea on the table. She could not fathom t

An unexpected visitor.Henry dropped his suitcase on the first two steps of his parents veranda. Exhausted from the long walk he had taken, dusty and bedraggled. He looked as if he had given up on life as it is. A solemn look of defeat on his face. Mr and Mrs Cunningham had been drinking tea, that early morning."Mother..." Henry breathed out, voice creaking with unsaid emotion. He looked so vulnerable as his mother came to his aid. Walter kept sitting, he continued to read his paper. He was already annoyed with Austin, now Henry... this had to be good. He would not disturb his morning bible study for a grown man. A thought crossed his mind, where had he gone wrong with his boys? It was upsetting. Nonetheless he lowered his paper to watch his wife help Henry with his satchel and suitcase. Offering him water, he drank with gusto, so thirstily it dripped on the side of his lips. His hands shook from how anxious he felt, Henry took a seat on the woven porch cushions. His father stared at