(You might want to read part 1 and part 2 if you haven’t already. The era is set in the early 1900’s but after the Victorian era, so African Americans were not equal to whites yet. It is also set in November.)
I was surprised to see a girl very different from me standing there. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost. I’m Naomi, who are you?” the girl smiled. “Sorry, I’m Emmi! What did you say about this place burning down? Do you know if the woman inside it was killed in the fire or not?” I asked. “I’m sorry, can’t be much of help there. Don’t rightly know.” She answered. “That’s fine.” I sighed, slightly saddened.
“Well, come with me to where I’m staying! I’m an only child, but my Papa’s two states away lookin’ for a job, and my Mama’s was put in jail two months ago jail for a reason she was too upset to tell me. So instead of going to an orphanage for colored girls I wanted to live free, on my own. So I’m here.” Naomi invited me. We talked while walking along, me talking about my family – how my father and older brother had died of some sickness and not knowing if my mother was alive or not, how she sent me to the orphanage since she couldn’t find any work or food, knowing at least I’d get decent food there.
“I don’t know. I always wake up to them crawling on me and I just shake ’em off.” Naomi answered, shrugging.
We went up to the highest dirt-mountain. “It isn’t easy living here, but it’s someplace. I usually steal food from town or eat dead bugs if I find nothing. It’s only going to get colder, so we have to find some way to keep warm. But for now, what do you want to do? Would you like to stay with me? I would LOVE some company.” Naomi told me.
“I would love to stay!” I smiled. “Wanna be friends?” she asked hopefully.
TO BE CONTINUED
Madison here! Not a cliffhanger, but makes you wonder what’s going to happen to Emmi next, huh? :) What do you think?