I didn't want to believe it, but I knew I had to. Only because they forced me into it, they couldn't see the real truth. These were malicious, lying, deceitful people.
"We couldn't seem to find her, I believe she's long gone miss", he said unwillingly.
" I know your lying to me! Where's Anne? Huh, where is she!, I yelled.
"Miss, I'm going to have to ask you to calm down; you're causing a scene".
"Why should I? You took my sister!"
The cry of a fresh, spring morn had arrived; as usual I was stuck waking up early to feed the chickens and pigs while my mother had stayed inside with a slight cough leaving with my sister to take of her. I spent my day scrubbing the floors until my hands turned ghostly white, learning the "art" of cleaning and cooking from my mother in order to mature into the young, mature, and hardworking woman that I was destined to be.
"Why are you doing this to yourself Catherine?", Jesse had asked me.
"I can't do this by choice now can I", I answered sourly.
"Okay then, well spend the rest of your miserable days working your hands to the bone, and being stuck in the house all day,"he said.
"You think I want to spend my days cleaning and cooking when I can be out enjoying the world, writing poetry in different languages; No, I have to be stuck in this peasant world where no ones here to come rescue me from the dangers of the world."
"I know you're going to make something out of your life one day; Just trust me, okay," he said.
"Okay, I'll trust you."
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The Cockney Diaries
Historical FictionA Southern British Girl growing up during the Middle Ages in the 12th Century tries to find her missing sister who has been kidnapped by the French during the 100 Years War.
