Master Gallagher

Dear Panashe Pt2

Dear Panashe

Often, I consign to oblivion of how privileged, I am. The life, I was born into. That of a silver spoon, flamboyant house, a fantastic boarding school, an exaggerated life style. Although, I try to live a normal calm life far from the Gallagher's in Marlborough... being a Gallagher is something, I can never runaway from. My family has a history of cruelty, I have always known that. From every single name calling, I got in boarding school till this very same day. My brother's did not help either, they had left their fair share of atrocities at the school by time, I had arrived. I suppose, at first people were afraid of me until they realized how different and soft; I was and still am. They could easily step foot on me and take advantage.

I'm only human and it constantly slips my mind that not everyone goes to bed full or free from restlessness as to what they will eat the day after tomorrow. I am grateful when I meet people who bring me down to earth. Sharing the cabin with three caveman is the worst. It feels like boarding school all over again. I have to deal with them being drunk always and of course, their feeble minded conversing. Gerald almost assaulted one of the women here. I have never been more embarrassed, I was glad to have came right on time. My father and Milton simply laughed it off. Blaming it on her choice of clothing. I would rather be stuck with three lions in a den than with the three musketeers as I usually call them. They cause trouble everywhere they go. They feel like the world and everyone owes them everything. My father went down to meet the Captain, he was upset and kept yelling 'do you have any idea who I am?' repeatedly when I finally came through and questioned what was the hassle all about.

The Captain respectfully explained that my petty brother's and father had been complaining about how slow the ship had been going. He couldn't go any faster than that, besides it was right on track. It usually takes around twenty-nine days to reach Australia. My father wouldn't have it. I understood his frustration but this was all his idea. He wanted to go to Australia but could not stand the time, he had to sit out at sea. I suppose, he had done everything entertaining including making a fool of the servants on here. Now he was turned off. I suggested a good book for him to read that I had personally been enjoying over the past week. He threw it into the ocean without any hesitation. My brother's laughed along as they walked away... I have never hated my family more than I do at this very moment.

A man walked up to me right after with the opening line. "If anyone else had any idea they would be spending twenty-nine days with the Gallagher's, I doubt anyone would have boarded in the first place."

I did not blame him, either.

We talked for a while and I learnt that he was a year older than myself, has a lovely wife and two kids. He did not know anything about me or my being related to the Gallagher's so this was my opportunity to lie and live the life I want in a stranger's eyes. I explained to him that, I had a son when I was quite young and the mother left. I met and married  the love of my life and we're currently expecting our bundle of joy. He never asked of the race because he just assumed White although feeling flamboyant, I added that. My wife is that of melanin beauty. He was purely astounded, he whispered to me... 'how did you do it?' I just shrugged and replied. 'I love whomever I want.'

Being hypocritical, I'm such a coward. I wish, I really wish I could say that in real life or be that brave.

The man seemed to be in love with his wife even the way he described her or the awfully sweet things he mentioned. I felt bad, I couldn't exactly tell him... I had married a woman who resembled the Gallagher's discourteous character. I learnt that his name was Archie Richardson, he seemed to be off the bottom of the food chain. He had no title to his name. No 'sir' 'master' 'earl' 'barony' 'viscount'—

Just Archie Richardson.

I introduced myself as William, just William and the closest poor related last name I could think of. It was hard to think of because I'm often associated with Elites so I did not want to come off as flamboyant. I then remembered Hector's last name is Neil. I settled for William Neil. I did not like deceiving the somewhat honest genuine friend, I have ever had but he already hated the Gallaghers and had some profound opinion on them. I did not want to be associated with them.

We talked about our reasons for going to Australia. His reason was more valid than mine. I then remembered how you had said 'isn't Australia where they send English convicts'

I suppose it wasn't always that way over the past years. English convicts were sent to America. However, in 1783 the American War of Independence ended. America refused to accept any more convicts so England had to find somewhere else to send their prisoners. Transportation to New South Wales was the solution. It was once a point of shame that to be sent to Australia but as the years have gone by. Job opportunities are arising.

There has been a huge labour shortage. People on farms needed labourers to clear the land, plant crops and take care of animals. The expanding settlement as of now means that convict labour isn't as sufficient. Employers are forced to increase the wages they offered to workers in order to compete for their labour. Archie was going there for that sore reason. He wants to provide for his family and I perfectly admire that. He explained that he had used all his savings to be able to board on this ship. Putting all his eggs in one basket, not knowing if he will ever return. If he will ever be able to find a job once he arrives, not knowing where he will stay either. It made me realize, how good of a life, I had. The only thing, I complained about was being related to dimwits but he has a family to take care of... they're relying on him.

I did not mention that my reason for going to Australia was to help my father pick out land and maybe pass by his other plantations in Southern Rhodesia, Africa. It would surely come off as swashbuckling. Instead, I said I was an explorer... like Marco Polo. That still did not explain, how I had so much money to explore. He didn't question anything else.

I want to ask of a favor my love. You will absolutely hate me for it. Forgive me, for putting you through this but the sooner you see this letter please do it on my behalf. I left money in my safe back in Marlborough in my study. You know the pin, we practiced multiple times before I left or before the feud between us happened. Please, visit Tracey, whatever it maybe. Please tolerate her for the time being and sneak in and take a few thousands. I'd really appreciate if you went and gave it to a lady called Majory Richardson. Isn't it a coincidence that she works at Mr. Wilkins shop. You will be sure to find her there. Just give her out of my goodwill. I know, she could really use it at this very moment. It broke my heart when Archie told me, his kids sometimes did not eat for more than three days. They even polish shoes outside of Shops for a couple of pennies. With this money, tell Majory it's a gift from her husband's very good friend. I want the boys to start going to school. I will pay all expenses and I expect nothing in return. I just want to see them better themselves.

In our society, poverty continues without education. The food chain remains unshaken and that saddens me.

Well nothing productive has happened besides that. I miss you dearly with my heart and soul. You mean the world to me and you make me want to be better. You bring out the best in me. I will never stop loving you. It is highly unlikely. How is our child doing? I will be home soon to sort everything out. Just trust me my love, I know you have and I have done nothing but disappoint you. I apologize, I hope when you read this.. you smile. I hope when you read this, you can feel the love that I feel for you. I hope this warms your heart as much just hearing your name warms mine.

I love you dearly.

Ps. I want to add that, I'm glad we're over the Master William phase. I'm your Will now but... shameless to say. It really brought me to the brink of ecstasy whenever you called 'Master William' during our intimate moments. I'm quite embarrassed, does that make me just as vile as my brothers and father? I do not know but it eats me up. I trust you, I'm not putting my claim on you but please Panashe, keep everything of mine closed, till I return. I act like a caveman when it comes to you but, I do not care. I do not want any male specie touching or having what's only meant to be my ecstasy, our own little heaven.

Again, I love you.

Your sexually deprived 

father of your child.

William

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Panashe found a smile plastered on her face. Almost shy from all the vulgarness, William unashamedly displayed. What if someone was to read this? She loved how sincere and good hearted he is. Panashe couldn't deny that calling him Master William during their most intimate moments brought her to a brink as well. She unashamedly liked him having control over her body and dominating her. It did not make him as sadistic as his father or brothers. She did as she was told. She trusted William. It would be hard to see Lady Tracy carrying William's child as well but she wanted to stand by William's love no matter how many obstacles came along.

She believed in his love for her.

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