Henry was curious about Louis’ dance hall experience, though not terribly eager for intimate details, but since Louis was his best friend he felt he was obligated to listen to whatever Louis wanted to tell him. Inside Louis’ room, the door locked, Louis grabbed hold of Henry’s arm in his exciteme...
On Monday, two weeks into his estrangement from Martin, they came home to a hall full of coveralled workmen who were painting the dark brown Lincrusta a vivid peacock blue. “Oh, darling, you’re home!” Mother swept into the hall on Pearl’s arm. “There’s someone I want you to meet. Come through to ...
He did his calisthenics, showered, and went downstairs for his breakfast. He was excited and full of energy and found it hard to concentrate on anything. Luckily, nothing much was expected of him; he’d concluded all his preparatory work by mid-week, and Mr. Tim and Miss Pearl would be overseeing ...
Jesse Wilton and Eli Carmichael were both handsome, as were their slaves, and again Martin felt he would have no compunction about servicing any of the others, master or slave, if Henry wanted such a thing to happen. Still, he hated the idea of either Mr. Wilton’s Russ or Mr. Carmichael’s Owen to...
On Monday morning, he felt hot and peculiar with a stuffy head, and would have liked to stay in bed but he didn’t want to see Timothy make his disapproving face again. He let Martin bustle him into the shower, then stared blearily into the mirror while making a half-hearted attempt at shaving. He...
They’d eat next when their new families fed them their dinner. While boys yawned and ate their meager breakfasts, Mr. Jacob and Mr. Elliott saw to it that everyone made a trip to the bathroom to clean out his bowels. “Scrupulously clean,” Mr. Elliott reminded them. They held in the water until Mr...