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Mom's Secret Loverthis story is part of the FanClub (fm:interracial, 2996 words)

Author: BettyJo
Added: Jun 25 2008Views / Reads: 3324 / 2897 [87%]Story vote: 8.71 (7 votes)
Raised in the sixties in a very small Gerogia farm, momma found a way to keep herself busy when daddy was on the road.
 


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I've posted a story on here before, but after reading a multitude of various stories, true or not, I owe it to myself what I saw while growing up. I'm the last surviving person of this family, so no one will ever know who wrote this.

I'm a southern gal, raised outside of Atlanta, way out in the farm country. Daddy and Momma had a small farm that they worked for years. As Dad got older, he opted to get a good position with a grain and feed company. Less work, better pay with benefits as mom attended to my brother and I, and still ran the small farm. Dad was home most of the time, however, there were times Dad had to go on a business trip and be gone for days, sometimes a week or more, but that was about it.

It didn't dawn on me then, but Mom did everything. I mean, as I look back now, she really ran things. Budget, managed workers for the fields, shipping, receiving you name it, mom ran it. She often had ‘share croppers' from down the road help sometimes as well, as she paid them rather well. Mom was fond of one boy, Zek was his name. A big black as coal, negro boy. I think I was seven at the time, so he must have been in his late teen's if not early 20's. Big guy...really tall, must have been 6'3" or it seemed so. When your as young as I was, everyone was big. Zek was different. Momma explained him as being a slow learner, when I was young. As I got older, it learned it was more of a mental condition cause Zek's thought process or learning skill never went past the age of twelve. He wasn't dangerous, in fact, he ...

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