:Im sick Charles. Im infected .Infected with what Edith ? I side eyeingly ask her , my main focused being out that window with my girls. I was particularly concerned about Anns mental state and whether she was suffering from fatigue , as she was laying on her back, feet propped up on the shed, while Mary and Jane stood upright with their eyes closed .Edith what are you infected with , what happened? Im rushing for explanations, having had to been back outside minutes ago to find the quickest route to anywhere else but here. Now looking straight, directly into her eyes .Charles Im gonna tell you something .I need you to trust me .I was hearing her , but my concern for my daughters well being was growing, garneering the majority of my attentiveness. Tell me Edith ,please tell me whats going on . My sister was in bad shape, and I was afraid that I may have had a desire to expedite her graveness toward a culminating endearment of spiritual freedom. I was pregnant a few months ago Charlie , and I did receive your letters .I stopped her mid sentence. Pregnant ? I asked her ? Knowing I was pale as a ghost , smacked by the astounding backhand admission. Let me finish, Edith interrupted. Ive read every one of them , but I never responded due to my mind and souls terrible affliction , and thats why you must help me. She continued. I steadily looked out the window maintaining my composure but becoming very anxious . I had relations with a field hand Charles , and I got pregnant. James tried his best to keep his composure after realizing the baby wasnt his, so he killed it James , he killed it , Edith wailingly sobbed , swallowing gulps of coughed up flem. The last time you visited Charles , James lied and told you that I wasnt home. I could barely understand what Edith was saying through gurgling snorts and snotty sniffles of doomed morbidity , but I made a concerted effort .I was lonely Charlie. One Sunday afternoon I was cooking dinner for James , but he was late as usual .I was making fresh ochre , , chitiling cakes and sweet tater pie. I also wanted to surprise him with some fresh pig feet, soaked in vinegar with a side of grits .I went to the pantry to look for the cinnamon , paprika ,salt , pepper and oregano to season James feast . One by one I remove the multitude of condiments and spices , deciphering tongue tapping taste and aroma preferences, when I noticed big strapping Johnny Boy Johnson . I used all of my Gods given strength to resist such a man, Charles . James wasnt there so many nights that I grew weary , unloved , and needed the feel of a mans hands on me , I needed to still feel beautiful , I seduced him Charles , I seduced him..A few weeks later I experienced terrible cramping and bleeding .When James took me to see Dr Lindley down Roberts Manor , he discovered that I was pregnant .James was enraged knowing it couldnt have been his baby since he hadnt slept with me in months , too busy raping slaves. Edith dropped to her knees in a howling , sniveling weeping , holding her head in her hands washing both clean with her tears .Charles youre a good man and always have been .I dont know why I married someone like James .Maybe it was the power , the glory of being married to one of the biggest plantation owners in the state of Georgia .Wait a minute Edith .i interrupted her and walked to the window sticking my head out asking the girls why were their eyes close and why was Anne laying down on the ground with her feet up on the shed .Get her up , or either carry her , but do not sit her back on that muddy ground .Im yelling at the top of my lungs to Jane and Mary , telling them to get it together and Id be down shortly .Remember to yell if anyone comes Yes daddy thr three quietly mumble . I was still holding the Shotgun , not looking to get caught off guard by either Edith or James. I didnt trust anything or anybody , but was eager to hear the rest of my sisters story .Im sorry I told Edith ,, looking aa if she was gonna pass out from exhaustion. Please sis continue .Yes as I was saying Charlie , I just fell in love with the idea of being powerful and adorned. .to be cont ..Ant
Posted on: Mon, 28 Jul 2014 13:40:21 +0000
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