A man that Terence had a huge vendetta against, but still just a man.Terence got hard thinking about Angela. He felt like the luckiest guy in the worl.... Not only was she as loyal as he hoped, she had finally broke through his suspicion and proved that she could be trusted. Terence had put her to the test, but he had Mark's verification that she was sticking to her word. Now a part of his plan that he dared not even hope for because it would be too good to be true was possible. To not only crush. Struggle as shemight, she could not prevent the grief and despair from tearing at her heart.. She wept, softly and quietly. Her sad tears mingled into the raindrops onher face and vanished. Grace looked at her beautiful, though thin, young girlfriend, and heard hersoft whimpering. She approached Sandy, and kissed her gently on the cheek.Then pulled back a couple of feet and smiled. "Hey! Sandy!" she said, her voicesoft and sweet and musical, "Little sis! Look!" Slowly, Sandy turned her head and. "Anyone that wants to say the night can," Kimmie said as she stummbled to bed "If your as drunk as me I know you can't drive." "I think I have to say" Katrina said "I can't drive right now." "Well we're gonna get out of here." Dan said standing "Can you give me a ride home too?" Sam asked "Yeah no problem." I helped them all to the car and hoped they would get home safe. "Call me when you get home I'll stay up." I said to Dan "Yeah man, we still on for 4. The crowd was going wild.The Duckworth Plantation was owned by one Columbus Duckworth. He had been born to a slave mother in 1816. It was understood by most everyone within a hundred miles that his father had been a wealthy tradesman and planter by the name of John Duckworth.Columbus spent his early c***dhood in the slave quarters. When he was ten, he was moved into the big house where he slept on a rope bed at the foot of his half-brothers’ bed. He became an apprentice to John, who was a.