"Yes'm," Noah said, bobbing his head. "Sorry, ma'am. Ain't mean to interfere in your conversation, ma'am. An' this is Georgia, ma'am, ain't far from my massa's plantation, Macon."
He was trying to scramble out of the bed, his back a welter of scars and ink.
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Date: 2017-07-16 04:12 pm (UTC)He was trying to scramble out of the bed, his back a welter of scars and ink.