Young 18 year old Viola is in love. She plans to make way up North to Harlem. Set in the 1920's she is faced with difficult decisions. Leaving Alabama with the love of her life she is faced with hardship and is forced to grow up while still a kid.
I was sitting on the hotel bed thinking how was i gonna move on successfully from this. I said my good bye's to the girls and paid them for their help and sent them on their way.
I was gathering all of our things to leave and escape without paying for i am now broke. Right as I was quietly looking down the halls with Phillip in my arms to make my run for it.
Then i saw him again. Jack.
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Weird how i somewhat trusted this stranger. He approached me.
"Good your still here.." he said with relief.
"yeah I am how'd you find me if im "dead". I said in air quotations.
"I just asked for the lady i walked in here with last night." He answered plainly.
"Look, I know you dont know me but im a good guy...ever since i saw you approached yesterday with my pals i couldnt get your beautiful chocolate face out of my mind." he added on
i didnt notice i was blushing until he continued.
"I want to help you...and maybe take you out to dinner sometime." he said with a smirk.
I had to break it to him and make it clear I couldn't be with him.
"Look I just gave birth a couple days ago, I have cotton up my cookie to stop my ever flowing bleeding. I should be in a warm bed relaxing and nursing my son not here on these wild chases. I'm tired" I broke down
He didn't seem shook or shocked by what I said.
"I dont have any money on me and im spoused to check out at midnight i gotta make a run for it." I said ashamed with my head down.
"Here let me have him" he said holding his buff strong arms out for Phillip.
I hesitated then handed him the baby. "Support his head." I stated watching carefully how he held my child.
It was strange to see this huge man holding a tiny little baby. I traded in all my jewlery and fine clothing for this unfashionable dress that once belonged to one of the girls made me look like an honest peasent.
We walked out the back door which lead out an alley and on to the busy street. It was maybe around 11 pm and lovers were taking a stroll.
"are you still 'Mrs.Truser'?" he said mimicking me in the same attitude i gave him yesterday.
I chuckled walking besides him playing with my fingers looking up at the sky.
"no." I stated nonchantly.
"where we headed?" I asked cause we were leaving the busy streets of Harlem.
