Looking back, Christine saw the humour of it all. Big, bad Paul, brutish and cruel. Yet couldn’t perform a simple task, sexually satisfying a woman. She wondered what poor woman, is now being subjected to his boorish behaviour. Poor thing, whoever it is she thought. She shuddered at the thought of that pig. “It was good, talking with you Christine, we should do this more often. Just then there was a knock at the door, it was Melody, the company secretary. “Mrs. Christopher, Mrs. Bennington is here to see Mrs. Livingston. She said she wants to introduce her son to her.” “You are joking right, why would that woman bring her son here? I thought I made it perfectly clear that I am a happily married woman. Melody, please tell her I am busy.” Charlotte said, “No, Christine, you can take a few minutes off. I am curious to hear what the nosey body has to say. Melody, please tell her we will be with her in a few minutes.” “Christine, my child, you are looking as beautiful as ever! Come I want you to meet my son Peter.” Peter, turned out to be an extremely handsome man, around 28-30. He had dirty blond hair, low cut hair and clean shaven. He was slightly taller than Julian, around 6’4”, very muscular with deep sea blue eyes; he had a heavy English accent. Turns out, he and his father are originally from England, old money. Clara in her younger days went to England in search of love and money. Found both and returned to the United States, when Peter was about twelve. “It is nice to meet you Peter, your mother told me about you yesterday. I had no idea; she would have brought you here to meet me.” Christine, smiled as she spoke. “Christine, I brought him here to meet and court you! See how handsome he is? You both would make a lovely couple.” Christine looked helplessly on. The nerve of that woman, she does not care for the fact that I am married and very much in love with my darling husband. “Momma, I only recently met the lady. Please stop embarrassing me, plus you know I am in love with someone else.” Christine, finally spoke, “Besides, Peter, what your mother failed to tell you is that I am also in love with someone else, my husband Julian.” Peter said, “I really had no idea, mother was setting me up this way.” He whispered, “I am courting someone, momma does not approve of.” “Christine, you are with a Negro, you both are not legally married, our system is breaking down, and you both should not be allowed to live together. Plus I want to get Peter away from the Molly girl!” Oh, so she only wants me to be with her son, to get rid of someone from his life. God, even if I were single and desperate, I would never do anything to assist this woman. Pretentious wretch. Peter spoke, “So you are the lady that I heard that is married, to the coloured man, er Julian Livingston. Congratulations to you. Just so you know, Molly is also coloured.” Christine said, “Oh, I too must congratulate you. I am guessing, you are subjected to constant threats and scorn.” “Yes, that and more, but I am in love and I don’t care. Molly is my soul mate and I love her.” “Hmmm, you know what? I hope one day, people will realise that love comes in all different colours of the rainbow and not just one race, for one race. You can’t help who you fall in love with. Love is universal and divine.” “Well spoken. I feel the same way, I just wish that momma, will accept Molly as my one true love. You know I hope to marry her one day.” “Peter, your momma will have a seizure, if you ever mention that to her. How will you tell her that bit of news?” “I figure, I’ll get her something her little heart desires, and just blurt out my intention of marrying Mol.” “Good, luck, I really would like to keep in touch with you. Julian and I have no friends, our age in New York. Maybe us four will get together and have drinks and dinner sometimes.” “What is your telephone number? Maybe we can meet this
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