NovelEnglishIt was Christof that heldas I cried, but I felt the love from the rest of them. They did not understand, but they knew I was hurting.
“Mama, you make too many assumptions,” the tiny voice said from the doorway.
“You keep saying I have to leave you and I always said I wouldn’t.”
I wiped my tears and tried to sit up as Hannah cto stand in front of me.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Baby, you have to go out and explore. It is what women do. They know the entire world. It isn’t right to keep you with me.”
She stood stubbornly gazing at me.
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“I don’t care. I’m not really Paterian anyway. My memories are of Earth. It’s not like I‘11 fit in on this pleven if I do go fly around,” she said gesturing flippantly.
“I’d rather stay with you.”
My maternal instincts reared their head and the tears were gone. Hannah could not stay with me. It wasn’t appropriate and it would kill her wild spirit. I spoke with conviction.
“The reason you don’t feel that you belong here is because you haven’t experienced enough. Nu-reeh gavestories. This is a very interesting planet. You have to travel around, find Sisters, and when you are much older maybe acquire smen-“
Hannah cutoff with a loud hiss.
“I – don’t – Like – men,” she said simply letting her eyes rest squarely on Damien.
“And right now, I’m glad for that, you are too young to Like men,” I told her. “It’s what you’ll do, though. It is what we all do. We gather experience, build a family, and continue the species-“
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“Maybe I’m a lesbian,” she interrupted, blending English and Paterian perfectly.
She had caughtoff guard and my men all Looked confused at the word.
“I don’t think they have that here…“ I mused getting mired on the minor point.
“You didn’t do that,” she insisted. “You were taken from your hand sold at a slave auction. You do not learn and grow anymore. I have your memories, Mama. This is not who you were before. On Earth, you were strong and independent. These men still keep you Like a pet after they trained you like a dog.“
“No, Baby Girl,” I soothed, “this is family now. They care forand I care for them.”
Hannah laughed a short, mirthless sound. Sharp eyes scanned the men present before settling back on me.
“This isn’t a family the way you knew it on Earth,” she said maliciously. “These are not husbands or boyfriends you chose. You are not an equal, building a Life with them. You have nowhere else to go and could not leave even if you wanted to.”
“No, Hannah,” I argued, putting my hands up in a gesture meant to stop her, “you don’t understand-“
“We both know what slavery is. For now you are fun, but what happens when their attention wanes? What would you be if they no longer wanted you? How many men did your Mom go through?”
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