Indentured by Jeanie P. Johnson

Author:Jeanie P. Johnson [Johnson, Jeanie P.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-07-19T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

“Lettie.” The sound of her name floated through a deep fog, barely reaching her ears. “Lettie, you can’t sleep forever!”

“Go away,” she heard a gravely voice replying.

Her lips were moving, but it didn’t seem to be her that was talking. It must be someone else. Someone that was there to speak for her, she decided.

“Drink some water,” the voice told her.

She was trying to place the voice, but was distracted because who ever it was, was lifting her up and pouring water down her throat. She started to sputter, and pushed the glass away.

“Just let me dream,” she whimpered. “I was riding out in the field with James. I was going to jump the wall.”

She curled up in a ball, and pulled the blanket over her head.

“It’s been three days,” the voice scolded. “You have barely eaten. You can’t just lay here and waste away. You missed James’ funeral.”

“No…no,” she sobbed. “James is not dead. It was someone else!”

“Just cry and accept the fact, Lettie. You cry over everything else, and won’t shed a tear for James?”

Rand, pulled the blanket back from her head.

“Just because James is gone, doesn’t mean you should just give up on life as well, Lettie.”

“He’s not dead! They made a mistake. It was someone else. If he was shot, he will get better, and then come see me. Have you seen a red scarf tied to a tree in the woods?” She sat up suddenly. “Tell me if you do!”

“There is not going to be any scarves tied in the woods, Lettie. Theodore is sitting outside of your door. He has been sitting there for three days, in between taking good care of Black Magic, and the horse needs to be ridden. You have to stop denying everything, and face life again.”

“I want to see Theodore,” Leatrisha, demanded.

“Good. I will send him in,” Rand breathed.

It was the first time she had taken interest in anything. Rand remained outside the door, as he sent Theodore into Leatrisha’s room. If anyone could help her get her spirit back, it was Theodore.

“Theodore,” Leatrisha whispered. “You have to do something for me.”

“Anything Miss Lettie,” he whimpered.

“Go to the woods everyday. You remember where we saw the bandana tied to the tree?”

“Yes ma’am.”

“Check that tree. If you see the red bandana, come tell me at once.”

“Yes, ma’am, I will do that, but if you come ridding with me, we can both check for it.” He told her.

“Maybe later,” she promised. “Now go and check for it” she told him.

Theodore scurried from the room, looking over his shoulder worriedly at his mistress. Rand stood at the open door, leaning against the jam, trying to decide what he should do.

“The slaves are asking for you, Lettie. Especially Sissy. Don’t you want to go visit with your friends?”

“I need to sleep,” she murmured.

“You have been sleeping off and on for three days now. You need to get up and do things. Mama Liz gets upset every time I bring your dishes back down and hardly any of the food has been touched.

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