Road to Memphis Oneshots!

The Return

Boop, HERE WE GO! DON'T GET OFFENDED, THIS IS JUST A FANFIC OF THE BOOK!

Year 1945, 4 years after Moe's Incident

It's been awhile. About four good ol' years ago since Moe hit 'em Aames White Brother Cousins. A good crowbar whoop in their chest that kept us a good distance between us now and then, settin' some warning that us Nigg'ras have our own dignity and pride. Those fellas' ran to the Army as well and... Well I hear' they never came back either. Mr Charlie Simms somehow disappeared too. Hear' he went off th' rocket til' some fo'ks had to sen't him to see a doc's far away from here.

I mean, I told Stacey what happened at the gas station and he got so angry about til' he had to go for a short swing of cider. I'd feel what he feels, that is, if he were t' let me feel what he was feelin'. At least, he is not an alcoholic.

Solomon Bradley, he just got married to that fellow young lady in green. I returned the books he lent me and I blessed his heart, his marriage and future. I mean, I ain't tha' strong with love. It doe's make me a bit 'o hurt that my dream of gettin' with Solomon is gone, but at least we are super close newspaper partner, and he even teachin' some useful law tips and advice.

I suppose I do wonder about Jeremy afte'r that Father-Son fight, that many Whites called 'em. I felt really bad for him... Maybe it's my fault because I was the one who o' said that he was chasin' Harris down the hill. He ain't did that. He actually did try t' stop 'em cousins. But it's too late fo' me to take 'em words back now... Now he's... Gone in é Army... I still wonderin' how he is doin' now...

I'm most concerned about Moe. That boy who hit 'em boys in the knees and chest I mentioned to myself, he did it fo' me. He tol'd me that time he ain't wanna los'r face to his womenfolk, which... Was me.

I have decided to study a college in Chicago, nearby Uncle Hammer's town. However for these years, I never came across my closest friend Moe.

I sighed as I watched the sky turned into the dusk-like shade of navy blue with a shade tint of the warm reddish-purple colours fazes into the night sky. A breeze of wind chill my back and allowed my folds of my red floral dress as I still wonderin' about Moe. If only he would come back... I will be willing to give him a chance to make 'em feel love.

"Why'd you had to leave... I don't even know how t' give you an answe' now..."

"You can do so. Right now."