Legacy: It's Never Black and White in Love and Business

Legacy: It's Never Black and White in Love and Business by E.W. Brooks

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Authors: E.W. Brooks
 
Matthew Marlowe 
     
    Matthew Marlowe was born rich, as was his father and his father’s father. Matthew’s great-grandfather sealed the Marlowe wealth in the early 1920s. After several lucrative real estate deals, the land rich family was able to capitalize and seal their spot in the 1 percent.  
    The Marlowe’s lived in a world that gave them everything. Matthew never understood how starving artists could hardly get a free meal at a club, but club owners showered him with all the food, liquor, and women he wanted, just for coming by. Matthew was always reluctant to accept these types of offers, because they usually ended in some type of trouble with his father.  But, The Hottest Spot on Thursdays, also known as “Club Thot”, offered to pay Matthew one thousand dollars to do a 45 minute walk through. Now what kind of idiot would turn that down?   Matthew thought.  But, it was this kind of thinking that always got him in trouble in the first place. 
    ***
    Matthew’s father, Marcellus was furious after his son’s latest shenanigans at “Club Thot.” It was an election year, and while Marcellus was a virtual shoe in to keep his Senate seat, he hated it when Matthew acted out. 
    He watched his son pull his Mercedes in the driveway and shook his head as he finally approached.  
    “Dad, I know,” Matthew began. 
    Marcellus cut him off quickly. “I talk. You listen.”  
    Matthew had only heard this tone from his father a few times in his life. As he saw his Dad purse his lips together, he knew he’d pushed this man one move too far. 
    “Yes Sir,” Matthew returned, holding his head down and preparing for a scolding. 
    “Son, you are one of the brightest minds this state has seen. I need you to develop it. Learn every damned thing you can. Do you hear me?” 
    Although he asked a question, Marcellus continued without giving Matthew a chance to answer. 
    “The men in this family have worked too hard building this legacy for you to parade around town acting like a commoner. Then, you had to go and get that little nigger . . .” 
    “Daaaaaad, don’t call her that,” Matthew returned, causing his father to rephrase his description of the only girl Matthew ever loved. 
    “You’re right, son. It is an election year. I mean the little dark, uhhmm, hmmmm, sorry son. I mean the little African American girl pregnant.” 
    Matthew looked at his father, ashamed to see lips that kissed black women and children to get their vote spew such hatred. 
    “Don’t look at me like that. I’m working on it. I am of the old school, son. Times were different then.” 
    “I guess they were, Dad, but it is 30 years later and people are different. It’s your played out mentality that needs to change,” Matthew said angrily. He’d had enough of his Dad for now. He had to leave before he really gave him a piece of his mind. 
    “Sit your self-righteous ass down and do it now,” Marcellus ordered his son. 
    Matthew quickly obliged. He plopped down in the chair and folded his arms, as he awaited the next sentence from his father. 
    “Get over that girl. Who cares if she had a name? It’s best you forget it. I’ve been talking to my advisors and some other influential folk around here, and they seem to think I have a shot at running for Governor.” 
    “That’s great, Dad.” 
    “You damned right it is, and before I can get home to tell you the news, I have to read about you drinking in a bar. What was your 17 year old ass doing in a bar in the first place?” 
    Again, Marcellus asked a question he didn’t need an answer to because he continued his tirade.  
    “Our legacy could pave your road to politics, and I don’t want you out here fucking it up! I’ve had my assistants apply to several colleges for you, and I guess it was a good thing since you’ve not mentioned furthering your education. You’ve gotten accepted to East Carolina University, Wake Forest, and UNC-Chapel Hill.” 
    Now,

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