Called it a new start
Crying? I had done that enough. It was of no use, it only gave me throbbing headaches... heartache. Determined? I was determined that everything would be fine. My mother and aunt Ruth had given me a pep talk that was astounding. I was allowed to feel hurt but it did not mean I should mop around every chance, I got. During the first days, I found it extremely backbreaking to work till the evening. The only slaves who worked around that time were slaves that were serving punishment for whatever reason. Mine? My mistake was thinking, my 'love story' would be somewhat different. I had to watch William and his wife every Sunday, appear together and all loving with each other. I made sure that I kept my eyes on the pastor. I could feel him burning holes from afar. I wouldn't give into looking at
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