Nothing here, nothing in this time was easy without the crutch of a rich white man.
Women couldn't work, no one wanted one in their company. They only saw a woman as an ignorant piece of meat.
The hefty reality of this came to light when you grew older, more aware of the world around you. Your father was never home, always working shifts at different jobs, night and day the poor man worked. He was rather young, his bones weren't completely calcified yet, his muscles weren't wrung into loose pieces of taffy. However, time took it's toll, and each passing year brought progressively worse encounters with your father when you did cross paths.
"He's tired, love, " your mother spoke, her warm but broken tone tried to comfort your rattling heart. "Your father works very hard to make life good for us. "
Life wasn't good, slices of bread got thinner and fewer to make it last longer, milk became 90% water by the end of the month, and cheese was a delicacy.
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Beep! [Bob Gray x Reader]
RomanceWhen your parents kick you out, you desperately do everything you can to keep yourself alive. The smell of the circus floats it's way into Derry, Maine, and thus you follow the scent. (This will be a lemon, 18+ only.)
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