She arrived earlier than she had planned to and Benson informed her that Mr. Müller had gone for a walk. “Perhaps you will like to wait in the drawing-room until he returns,” he said. “Do you know where he went?” she asked. “Perhaps I can join him.” “I believe he might be somewhere on the… Read More Exploring the Moors
Ma was dead and gone. There was no reason for Louisa to stay now. She stooped down and laid the wildflowers she had picked at the foot of the cross which marked Ma’s grave. Tears ran down her cheeks. She was going to miss Ma. After Da died, it was just the two of them,… Read More Finding Her Own Way /Decisions #writephoto
I stood there in the secluded spot and tranquil place where we used to meet. It was our secret place where we could love each other freely. Back there it was against the law for a white man and a black woman to have relations. Race mixing as they called it was banned. The punishment… Read More Love Lives On/Tranquil #writephoto
Notes to Women 