In my this era, men ruled the world, English white straight men, women were objects, gays were burnt and black people were slaves. Life was not easy for most people back then but Olive Green knew this. At the age of 3 her mother had died trying to give birth to her younger brother Julian. Her father turned into a drunk and wasted their money on drink and women. So the only way to get him and his family name back to the top was for Olive to marry into a rich family. Olive however had different plans. On her free days she would tell the children stories of brave knights and dragons. On others she would try and sell flowers to afford bread. To whoever didn't live in their village still thought of the green name as a respected name. The only way people could tell different if they got close. So they never did, her father cut ties. Stopped going to pups to drink just sat in his room. Julian was away a lot trying to fix his fathers mistakes so Olive made herself useful and tried to get money to save up, because even though it was a common thing for 15 year olds to be getting ready for marriage, it was her biggest fear.
"Olive, come here darling," her father shouted from the other room. She walked in on him reading letters and drinking a whiskey. "We have a few lads who want to meet you, i recommend meeting somewhere really fancy like in a smoker," her dad insisted. "What is the names?" Olive asked back as even if she was too wed she didn't want a silly last name. "James Peter, Logan Nugget and Francis Straggot," her father replied. "Francis looks like he's the first one in town so e will meet him next tuesday i will set it up with his father," her dad smiled and poured another whiskey. "Would you like me to go buy us some new outfits to try and impress, from my tips?"Olive smiled walking out the door. "Yes you may dear, just remember nothing to extra," e laughed. Even though her dad was a drunk she couldn't help but love him, he was funny and helpful on his good days, even on the bad ones she would just have to remember the good ones will come short after,
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Dying of love
RomanceOne way to a mans heart is being silent, letting him boss you around and well being able to give him a son, so the line of fragile masculinity can go on through the years. Olive knew this, but she decided to be above that. It was her life, her story...
