Posted by: Author | March 4, 2019

Tuesday Tales- March 5, 2019- Boat

This week’s word for the authors of Tuesday Tales is boat. I am pretty much not writing at this time as I am so discouraged about a lot of things, so I am going to share a bit more of my slave story that I am supposed to be editing but can’t seem to focus on. Luckily, the word of the week is in that story a lot.

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new TT Feb 2018

“We’ve both had our share of tears in this life, girl.”

“Yes we have. Too many.” Theodora thought about the countless tears she’d cried when her mother was sold. She didn’t really remember a lot about that time and really didn’t understand the reason her mother was gone. She only recalled how the warmth of someone’s arms around her as she slept was gone. It was only later as she noticed other female slaves who had babies they cuddled that she understood what she was missing.

The cart jolted to a halt.

Now that they were still, they could hear the sounds around them. There seemed to be a lot of activity.

“How will we be able to avoid being seen if there are a lot of people around?” Theodora asked.

“Trust the planners, child. They’ve done this before. You have to learn to let people help you.”

“How can I? I’ve never really had that in my life.”

“I know, but remember Josiah helped you learn to follow the stars and you were doing that when you escaped the first time, then the boys showed you how to swim when you were planning your second try at the plantation. They helped you.”

“And you have, too but I know all of you and being slaves like me, there wasn’t much to fear that any of you would betray me.”

Esther patted her hand. “I know, but there’s a big world out there for you to make your way in and if you don’t learn to let people help you or to trust that they will, you’re going to grow old alone and frightened. I don’t want that for you.”

Before Theodora could respond, the top edge of the tarp came up. A man’s face peered in at them. “I’m the driver. We’re going to get you on the boat now.” He passed Theodora two really thick blankets. “Hang on as I’m going to drive close to the gangway and we’re going to load you on. Wrap those around yourselves and when the two men take you each out, hold yourself as still and stiff as you can. We’re passing you off as carpets that have to be stored in the captain’s cabin so they don’t ruin.”

This sounded crazy. “Does that actually work?” Theodora couldn’t keep the question from flying out of her mouth.

“It always has before. It’s dark out and no one is really paying attention to what’s being loaded. Two women walking on the gangplank wild cause much more notice than two carpets being carried onboard.

Remembering the words Esther recently spoke, Theodora did what she could to try to trust the man. “Can’t hurt to try, right?”

“That’s the spirit.” He smiled and placed the tarp back over them.

 

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Responses

  1. Lovely snippet! I hope your muse returns soon. I know how frustrating it is when they take a walkabout for long periods of time. *hugs*

    • Thanks. I hope it comes back too.

  2. Nice scene. They carry bodies out in rolled carpets, why not live women in blankets pretending to be one. Can’t wait to see where this goes next.

    • Thanks Susanne. That was my thinking, too. 🙂

  3. So sorry for the discouraged feelings. I wish we didn’t have to go through that. Her sadness over losing her mother comes strikingly across, tugging at our innards. She’s in a scary situation, and I look forward to more of her story. Well done!

    • Thanks Flossie. I wish we didn’t have to go through it either. And thanks for the compliment on my snippet this week. Glad it tugged at your innards.

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  4. Great snippet! That’s a situation I’m sure glad that none of us have ever had to be in. (At least in this life.)
    Hoping your muse returns soon as this world needs MORE Jillian tales!

    • Aww. Thanks Trisha. That means a lot. Both the kind words on my story and the need for more. You’re awesome.

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  5. Her story of her mother being sold is so sad but I’m intrigued to know if the carpet idea will work. Great job!

    • Thanks Tricia.

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