“Mother had written him that she felt she was dying and wished to see him before she did. It must have been hard for both of them… I remember them sitting in the garden talking before she passed. He was crying. Vera and I were watching from my window. She whispered to me that she would never let anyone hurt me again…”
I reached and touched his cheek. I saw that his eyes were misty. “You must have loved your mother very much,” I said softly.
“Yes, I did- you are the only person I’ve ever loved more…”
“What about Vera- do you care for her?”
“Of course I do, she…” he hesitated so long I asked, ‘She what?’
“Never mind, it’s impossible.”
“What is impossible?” I said, gently encouraging him to continue. “At one time, I thought she might be my mother.” he almost …show more content…
“There is no chance of that happening- both my father and mother claimed me to be their son to all who have known or knew them. But, after what we just talked about, I believe it now more than ever. If Vera came into the marriage with my mother- there is no way that she could be my sister,” Louis’ eyes widened in realization. “I am so sorry ma pétit. That means that I am part Ne-”
“It does not matter,” I said quickly.
“I guess I am no better than Myles Laveau- just luckier who fathered me…”
“If your mother and Vera were that close and your mother raised you as hers; she must have approved your father and Vera’s… relationship,” I tried to reassure him with my words but I could see that they did not.
“It is not okay- that would be no different than what the baroness did - slaves do not have a choice in the matter… it happens all the time.” I could tell that Louis was heartsick over his discovery, but I did not know what to say. What could I say…? I could tell him that I too was part Negro, but what would that solve- nothing. His knowing would only cause more worry. “If you want to apply for a divorce, I would completely
I reached and touched his cheek. I saw that his eyes were misty. “You must have loved your mother very much,” I said softly.
“Yes, I did- you are the only person I’ve ever loved more…”
“What about Vera- do you care for her?”
“Of course I do, she…” he hesitated so long I asked, ‘She what?’
“Never mind, it’s impossible.”
“What is impossible?” I said, gently encouraging him to continue. “At one time, I thought she might be my mother.” he almost …show more content…
“There is no chance of that happening- both my father and mother claimed me to be their son to all who have known or knew them. But, after what we just talked about, I believe it now more than ever. If Vera came into the marriage with my mother- there is no way that she could be my sister,” Louis’ eyes widened in realization. “I am so sorry ma pétit. That means that I am part Ne-”
“It does not matter,” I said quickly.
“I guess I am no better than Myles Laveau- just luckier who fathered me…”
“If your mother and Vera were that close and your mother raised you as hers; she must have approved your father and Vera’s… relationship,” I tried to reassure him with my words but I could see that they did not.
“It is not okay- that would be no different than what the baroness did - slaves do not have a choice in the matter… it happens all the time.” I could tell that Louis was heartsick over his discovery, but I did not know what to say. What could I say…? I could tell him that I too was part Negro, but what would that solve- nothing. His knowing would only cause more worry. “If you want to apply for a divorce, I would completely