I had a lot of fun writing chapter twelve so I have now written chapter thirteen, I'm on a typing spree. Hey that's what happens when your summers free except for my dance lessons. But I like taking Pointe class give it up for Ballerinas!
Ch 13
Anita poured tea for the stranger who had just entered her home. Ebony stood ready to take any orders. William stood uneasily next to Anita. Lydia sat across from the couple, while her son played with Lillian.
" Amazing how children hold no prejudice against each other." She sighed.
" Yes, well they have not been taught to hold prejudices against each other, yet." Anita added curtly.
Lydia stirred her tea nervously as the tension between she and Anita grew.
" Pardon me asking, but what business do you have with William?" Anita asked forcing a smile.'
" Well, we are divorced, I am remarrying another man and I cannot take our son with me." Lydia said.
William cringed when she stated they were divorced. It was scandalous to divorce your spouse, and it ruined your reputation to do so. Not that it mattered to William; his father had already ruined his reputation.
" Do you think we can care for him? We have a child of our own do in seven months!" Anita explained.
" Well seeing that he is a rather quiet child it shouldn't be a problem." Lydia said sipping her tea.
" Pardon me I must speak with William on this." Anita stood up and took William into the other room.
" She doesn't honestly think she can just barge in here and tell us to care for a child she does not want!" Anita hissed.
" Well he is my son and I can't very well ignore it." William said.
" Well you have ignored it for the past five years William!"
" Listen, I have been paying for his education and well being." William said
" Very well, I guess he may stay, but on one condition, you help me raise him as part of our family." She said.
" And one more thing. Why did you not tell me you were previously married?" She asked.
" I'll explain later, it's confusing."
The two of them finished talking and Lydia looked up.
" So have the two of you decided? I know it's rather last minute but you two seem like you can handle Robert." She said setting down her teacup.
" Yes we decided we'll raise him, but we recommend you write to him every so often to let him know you care." William said.
" Oh I knew you were good people William!" She smiled.
" One question though. Why can't you take him with you take him with you." William asked.
" My fiancé doesn't want children and I need this marriage." Lydia said
" And who is your fiancé?" Anita asked.
" Charles O'Hara." She stated.
Ebony let out a strangled sob and politely excused herself. She and O'Hara had been courting for a while; obviously he didn't want to be with her any longer.
" I must go talk to her." Anita said.
She went outside the room to talk to Ebony.
" Ebony, calm down." Anita said handing the young woman a handkerchief.
" Doesn't he love me, I didn't do something wrong did I?" Ebony asked drying her tears.
" Some men are complete fools they don't know what a good woman is."
" But I love him! He may be a bit strange but I still love him." She said fresh tears pouring down her face.
" It's going to be all right, I promise you that." Anita said giving Ebony a hug.
They heard footsteps behind them and turned around to see O'Hara.
" Is everything alright?" He asked.
Ebony looked at Anita then punched O'Hara.
" How could you!" She cried.
" Whatever it is I'm sorry," He said hiding his head under his arms.
" Damn right your sorry!" A voice said from behind Anita.
" Lydia! Darling I didn't mean it!" O'Hara exclaimed getting up.
" I was going to leave my son for you! For You!" Lydia said stepping up to the cowering O'Hara.
She slapped him and stormed off with her son. Leaving a trembling O'Hara in her wake.