Today is Weds and that means it is the next installment of First Pages and Would You Read on contributed by the Bold and Courageous.
TIDEWATER, VIRGINIA 1830
Her astounding beauty and defiant dignity stood out even in this horrible ugly circumstance. She wasn’t like the others in the line. Anyone could plainly see it but more than that he could sense it. All of the women’s heads hung low, shoulders slumped with hopelessness, humiliation and defeat apparent over every inch of them. Some tried to cover their nakedness with their hands to no avail. No one cared about their shame. They were not afforded the privilege of pride or decency for they were not human to most of the spectators. They were mere stock animals on parade for the highest bidder; assembled for inspection to be purchased and used for whatever the buyer desired. Dear Lord, when will this end? How long must my people suffer this shame and bondage? He prayed silently holding his anger in check, pushing his urge to lash out down inside himself. He noticed her head was held high and her stance impudent even in chains. She was lovely standing tall, majestically arrogant in spite of such indecent exposure. No one took pity on these women being sold like prime cattle…no one but him and God. His heart always ached at the sight of their uncovered bodies shiny with oil, pulled with chains and fettered in leg irons linking them all together. Waiting to hear from the Lord, Bo stood in the back as he always did out of sight of the others eager to make their purchases. Some of the men poked and roughly prodded at the female merchandise. The women often cried out in pain while others whimpered from fear and shame. This one particular woman made no sound. Her eyes were cold, filled with malice, her full lips tight. “Open up!” Montgomery Dale yelled at her. He worked for a wealthy farmer outside Richmond and wanted to see her teeth. After all good skin, teeth and pink tongue meant you’d be getting a reasonably healthy slave. She didn’t open her mouth. “You heard me, you stupid wench, open up!” Her jaw visibly tightened. Harvey Price moved over to her and hit so hard she rocked back. “You heard him! Open your mouth!” He took his hand and proceeded to try and pry her mouth open. She still resisted. He hit her again. He swore and tried again to open her jaws when in an instant she bit down on his fingers.
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Last weeks First Page was from the published title, The Curse of Captain LaFoote, submitted to us by author Eddie Jones. This title won the 2011 Silva Award for YA fiction.
Join us next week as we review another First Page and where this weeks entry's author will be revealed.
Have a great 'over the hump' day ya all!