"I real hungry," The Mistress says, fingerin' the jewels that lay above her bosom. They diamonds today, trapped in a chain of gold. She smilin' at me, like I supposed to make her food or somethin'. But after doin' what she asked of me, coilin' her perfect hair on top her perfect head and changin' so I look more presentable, I don't really feel like doin' nothin' no more.
I wish daddy was awake cause then he'd be real nice to me and let the Mistress fend fo' herself. And though she don't seem like it, when daddy around she powerless. We all are. My thoughts trail back to las' night.
"I hear you get real hungry when a baby is on the way."
She moves her hand from just beneath her neck to her stomach. I hope she wrong and she ain't havin' a baby. Anotha boy round here, young or not would make me crazy. I don't want one more boss. But, tellin' the Mistress how I feel would be as bad as tellin' my daddy no, so I keep it to myself and God.
"I'm hopin' it's a boy."
I resist the urge to frown. If she have is havin' a baby, I hope it a girl.
She sighs, "It must be a boy cause I am real hungry."
"Do you want me to make you breakfast?"
She looks appalled at my suggestion, frowinin' cause she can. It ain't like I actually wanna cook her breakfast. I really don't understand her.
"Don't be silly," She says, "Jus' go fetch Cecile."
I wanna tell her that Cecile got off real late las' night and that it's still real early. There ain't no way she gonna be up for cookin' for the Mistress who never likes her food and always seems to y
But there really ain't no point in argunin'.
"Yes ma'am."
She smiles at me, playin' with her necklace once again.
"I expect breakfast in a half hour," she smirks. "No later."
And then she turns 'round, not even sayin' a thank you. She never does.
The outside is real cold and I don't got no sweater. Runnin' out the door, to fulfil the Mistresses request, I forgot 'bout the temperature. I hope I don't get sick. I keep my mind off my chilled arms by lookin' at the sun rise, cause it real pretty in pinks and golds. It makes me think of a king, that maybe jus' lookin' at the sky in England is the king himself. And it the same sky as me, cause though he better and royal, he don't got no other world. We all livin' on the same world.
I wish daddy was awake cause then he'd be real nice to me and let the Mistress fend fo' herself. And though she don't seem like it, when daddy around she powerless. We all are. My thoughts trail back to las' night.
"I hear you get real hungry when a baby is on the way."
She moves her hand from just beneath her neck to her stomach. I hope she wrong and she ain't havin' a baby. Anotha boy round here, young or not would make me crazy. I don't want one more boss. But, tellin' the Mistress how I feel would be as bad as tellin' my daddy no, so I keep it to myself and God.
"I'm hopin' it's a boy."
I resist the urge to frown. If she have is havin' a baby, I hope it a girl.
She sighs, "It must be a boy cause I am real hungry."
"Do you want me to make you breakfast?"
She looks appalled at my suggestion, frowinin' cause she can. It ain't like I actually wanna cook her breakfast. I really don't understand her.
"Don't be silly," She says, "Jus' go fetch Cecile."
I wanna tell her that Cecile got off real late las' night and that it's still real early. There ain't no way she gonna be up for cookin' for the Mistress who never likes her food and always seems to y
But there really ain't no point in argunin'.
"Yes ma'am."
She smiles at me, playin' with her necklace once again.
"I expect breakfast in a half hour," she smirks. "No later."
And then she turns 'round, not even sayin' a thank you. She never does.
The outside is real cold and I don't got no sweater. Runnin' out the door, to fulfil the Mistresses request, I forgot 'bout the temperature. I hope I don't get sick. I keep my mind off my chilled arms by lookin' at the sun rise, cause it real pretty in pinks and golds. It makes me think of a king, that maybe jus' lookin' at the sky in England is the king himself. And it the same sky as me, cause though he better and royal, he don't got no other world. We all livin' on the same world.
