Olivia's pov

I know my mother was grateful for her family, others would have sent her packing back to her husband's house saying there was no place for her there but hers was different, they cared for their own.

They would rather she be here and unmarried than have someone bore their daughter to death.

Only in this period did I see that myself and my mom had this in common, we would slave for no man.

My dad had let us leave believing that either her family would send her back to him (he must have missed out for him to not know how much family pride they got) or one way or the other, mother would miss him or I would bother her wanting to go back to him and the life of the city.

Unknown to him, I was rather excited to be here. Here, I was afforded the freedom to play with other children as much as I wanted (this was the first time that I would experience another human contact that was not family) and visit as many places as I wanted. I was afforded the luxury to follow them to the f