with its murals of Riverbend Plantation, long ago sacrificed to the curvature of the Mississippi River as it changed its fickle path. It was when I thought we'd never meet face-to-face. An evil stepmother if ever there was one, was this Rebecca, too young to be maternal, and violently mean to my father and my aunt, who were just little children, and mean as well to everyone else. She stood with folded arms.
CATHOLIC:Slavery? Why, slavery’s condoned in the Bible. Burn down the house. His portrait hangs in there over the fireplace. She kicked at my face.
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