Epilogue To Augustine's Home

Augustine still hurt, and shook up, about what she had heard, continued to run as fast as she could outside across the fields. She knew exactly the direction she was going, there was a special place where she would always go to think, clear her mind, and just relax. It was about a quarter of a mile east of the plantation, under a huge oak tree that stood in the middle of a wide-open clearing. Augustine would immediately spot the tree, run with it, and as she hugged it, she slid down to the tree roots and continued to cry even harder. Why, why couldn't they just tell me the truth, said Augustine out loud. She would then continue to sob for a while before, she heard a familiar voice behind her. Augustine, I hated you had to find out this way,

I mean I'm practically almost a woman now if you really loved me like you say, don't you think that I would deserve some kind of honesty? Augustine continued as her mood changed swiftly. Now Augustine does not question the love we have for you, of course, we love you, all we were trying to do was protect you; Joseph went on. Protect me? Augustine replied now becoming confused. Hiding the true identity of my parents, telling us that they just ran off, when, in fact, my mother was killed, and my father was not man enough to stay, and raise me, said Augustine very fired up at this point. Joseph for a moment was at a loss for words as he didn't know exactly what to reply with. He knew within his heart that one day his secret to protect his beloved granddaughter would be revealed, but he didn't know it would be uncovered without his words. For a brief moment, Joseph thought to himself, who could have told Augustine these things, but that thought quickly

Joseph still a loss for words, tried his best to console Augustine, she didn't hug him back at first, but eventually her hands slowly moved up Joseph's back. The two would then hold each other tightly, both crying. Augustine, I am very sorry; I thought I was doing the right thing, but I know at the moment I have not, please forgive me, said Joseph as he broke down hysterically. Of course, I will forgive you, papa; I love you, and no matter what happens that will never change, replied Augustine, now getting herself together. As the heavy emotions began to dry up, the two would make their way back to the plantation, little did they know that things will get that much worse. Seth who had been gone for 15 protracted years was, in fact, on his way out of the nation's military. He had served for a very lengthy time and even fought in the Mexican-American War. Seth was now a high decorated officer. He was also looking up at many of his heroic acts. Seth is currently attending a ball for the servicemen, when he is approached by the mayor at the city of which the event was