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A New Beginning	By : Lum Category: M through R > The Phantom of the Opera > Het Views: 5783 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own The Phantom of the Opera, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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A New Beginning

Chapter Two

Daughter

Madison looked out the small window of the carriage that tumbled and bounced down the uneven country road. She was almost unseated as one of the wheels found a particularly large dip in the road. Robert, the head stableman her father employed at the estate, shouted down an apology. She smiled to herself and yelled back to him sarcastically, “Robert, do you think it would be possible if we could hit every bump in the road today? You know how much I love the vigorous jumping about!” He laughed warmly as he maneuvered the horses around the worst of the road.

She craned her head to view more of the magnificent scenery. Winter was slowly giving way to spring, the busiest time of the year for her father. The Swifts had been providing grain to the dozens of farms and merchants in the Raleigh area for more than two generations. Soon the springs in the mountain would begin to thaw and the power source for the large wooden grinding mill would be renewed for another six months. The corn that had been drying out all winter in the large storage bin by the mill could finally be ground. The coarser meal would be sold to farmers as livestock feed while the finer meal would be ground and sold to general stores in the capital and smaller, surrounding cities.

The corners of Madison’s mouth turned upwards as they passed an apple orchard, tiny green buds of leaves struggled for sunlight among the winter-roughened tree branches. Soon the orchard would be bursting with color, greens and pinks and whites as the apple blossoms opened and gave off their sweet perfume. The signs of spring were everywhere, in the rapidly warming air and in the beginning riot of colors. It was as if Mother Nature were shaking off an old blanket to reveal a fresh radiance. As the carriage jostled past the edge of the orchard she knew that they were nearly home.

No matter how many times she saw it the large pale blue house always took her breath away. Perhaps the white trim needed a fresh coat of paint and the shutter furthest from the door was a little crooked but it was home. The old plantation house had been built by Madison’s great grandfather in late seventeen hundreds. It was built in the Greek revival style, a square two-story building with large Corinthian columns connected to the wrap-around awning; they provided support and shade to the building. A small, plainer building off to the side had been converted from the old slave’s quarters to rooms for the summer harvesters.

During her grandfather’s time the corn fields had been harvested by slaves. While not particularly kind, neither was her grandfather cruel. After the civil war when many ex-slaves could not find work in the north they returned to the south. Her father now employed over a dozen servants to maintain the house and mills all year, and hired as many harvesters he could to tend the fields in the spring and summer months.

Madison held her heather grey walking skirt to one side as she stepped down from the carriage; freshly polished black leather ankle boots stirring up dust from the gravel drive way. She looked over her shoulder as Robert descended from the driver’s seat. “I’ll bring your luggage inside in just a moment ma’am.” She nodded curtly and murmured a thank you as she began to make her way to the front door. The housekeeper, Ummi, opened the door and waved merrily, her large breasts jostling with every movement. She was a plump, happy black woman who always smiled and never had a cross word been uttered from her lips. Madison could not help but break out into a huge grin as she saw the woman who had cared for her since she was little. After six months at school she was finally home.

Authors Note

Please, no hate mail or flames after reading this. I hate apologizing for being white and living in the south. Slavery happened and I had nothing to do with it. Neither did my ancestors for that matter, and I have the census records to prove it. Most of the servants will be black simply to be as historically accurate as possible. If I screw something up let me know and I’ll fix it. By the way, the name Ummi means mother, and that will have some significance later on in the story.
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