Chapter 3

The beautiful girl they called Brown Sugar was now close to her fifteenth birthday causing her to be extremely elated!

She had reached a major milestone in her young and challenging life and she was now feeling pretty excited and over joyed because it was also the year of her graduation from school!

Her only impediment now was to pass her end of year exams; hopefully with excellent marks allowing her to obtain a scholarship for a higher education in one of the vocational schools or teacher's colleges located away from her district.

Night after night Brown Sugar worked tirelessly to make it happen for her by constantly looking over her school work repeatedly to make sure she understood most of what she had been studying. She even turned her math formulas upside down and in various positions just in case, she came across tricky questions that would throw her off from what she had learnt to be correct!

In the month of December, Ms. Pamela took a chunk from her savings just to give Brown Sugar a joyous and a memorable birthday party; inviting all her friends to come by the house and celebrate with her the wonderful occasion!

Sympathizing with her situation, none of them had disappointed her!

They were all there from the school to celebrate with her, some bringing with them whatever gifts they could afford to give her! And along with the teenagers presences there, so too was Brown Sugar's favorite teacher, Ms. Edna.

Excitingly, right in front of the yard Brown Sugar and her friends had a good time until dust came along and heading for home was now the right decision to make since it was getting very dark and also most young girls curfew time!

On the twelfth of December Brown Sugar turned fifteen years of age and was almost ready for the world of work or higher education whichever way the road would lead her, firs!

Being very in touch and fully aware of her situation, she opted mostly for work! Especially since, she had an uncle who was constantly chasing after her for sex, and barely wanted her in his house if she didn't succumb to his sexual advances!

Furthermore, she realized that Ms. Pamela seems to be heading north... heading to another world which she thought could be very soon!

Therefore, she knew, things weren't set to get any better for her; but instead, only worse, if she didn't find herself on an independent ground, and pretty quickly!

Resting on her cot each night after saying her prayers, Brown Sugar would just lie there envisioning about her future... her first job, her first living quarters and how she would make it very homey and comfortable for her. Still and all, she also had something else deeply rooted in her mind... she wanted to know who her real father is... if he was alive... she wanted to find him! Seriously, she thought about heading back to the place where her mother lived to see if she could obtain some answers about him there!

It was now another weekend and after covering all grounds with house work, caring for Ms. Pamela's needs and packing away all the goods that weren't sold for that day, Brown Sugar turned the lamps down and settled herself for some rest.

It was around half past twelve and her Uncle Ben hadn't returned home as yet; so she had brought the wick down a bit so he could see his way to his room when he entered the house like she had done many times before!

Since she didn't care for him stumbling down on her because he couldn't see his way to his room and then claiming that he thought, he was in his room on top of his own bed.

She knew the riffs that had happened in the past and the riff that would happen now, especially, since they weren't on speaking terms!

Less than thirty minutes Brown Sugar was given into rest, she fell asleep! It was a deep sleep which had taken her away from all consciousness because she had been so overworked, worried, and utterly exhausted from all the chores she had to attend to on a daily basis!

Once again, there in the one o'clock hours, Uncle Ben was groping on his niece as he roughly straddling with her hoping to get her under wares off! Unconcern about her feelings or what would her sudden reaction be, there he stayed on the small cot and fingered her, sucking on her breast, her clitoris, her lips, touching and pleasing himself and having his way with her while she lay sleeping!

As much as he tried getting that lumpy flesh of his... his manhood inside of her, like Fort Knox, it was tightly locked! For minutes, no matter how he jabbed, thrust and pushed, he could not enter through the door because it was securely with a piece of flesh!

His efforts for penetrating her were fruitless; so he gave up the works of the hips and settled for what only the lips could accomplish!

For hours, in the dark of the night, on the four by eight cot, Uncle Ben used his niece's body for his own moments of incestuous pleasure until the deadness of sleep was lifted from her and she had regained her consciousness - became fully aware of what he was doing to her!

"Uncle... what you think you doing; get off, me!"

Brown Sugar, shouted!

Still, he was lost in her flesh as if, it had made him subconscious! Aiming for his desire, he continued to keep her nipples between his lips and his fingers between her crouch as he moan with excitement and pleasure that only he alone was enjoying with her firm flesh!

Managing to put her hands between the both of their bodies, Brown Sugar gave her uncle a push with all the strength she could mustered up; but still, he wouldn't let go from her nipples!

Tightly, he locked onto it in his mouth, like it was water to a thirsty man in the desert... sucking up that sustainable liquid call water!

The first push didn't work well, so she tried pushing him again, and this time, much harder, with much more vigor!

As she pushed, he held on for dear life, causing him to bite away a piece of her breast, the nipple! Feeling the surging pain and that her nipple was now gone; Brown Sugar now reached over for one of her pencils resting on the bedside stand, and jabbed it straight into Uncle Ben's ear drum!

Causing him to fully release his grip from her breast and his hand from between her crouch!

Uncle Ben was now crying for help and for mercy... not from Brown Sugar, but from the powers that be!

They both were in excruciating pain; she holding onto her wounded breast while he held unto his wounded ear, as he cursed and ask why, and utterings that she must leave his house as soon as day break!

The pain was too much for him to bear and the more pain he felt was the more he kept on shouting, telling her to leave his house; and not because she had stabbed him, but according to him; it was because she couldn't get pregnant!

Persistently, way into the dawn of the morning, Uncle Ben continued shouting...

"No man will ever want you because your hole is sealed up! No man can go inside of you and neither can any baby come out of you! Gal, take your barren self, out of my house as soon as sun arise, you hear me!"

Brown Sugar had studied, but she hadn't studied that far in human biology, so she had no clue of what her uncle was saying to her in the midst of his rant and rages!

History was now repeating itself!

Like he had done, almost a year ago Brown Sugar was now stuck in the bath room looking for medicine to cleanse and dress her wounded breast! Unlike her though, there was no dressing he could use on his ear, but had to go and see a physician to have his earing examined and find out what, if any, structure in his ear had gotten severely damaged!

Ms. Pamela had awakened to the cussing and swearing in the house but couldn't find the strength to get up from where she was to intervene. However, she suspected what her common-law husband was once again doing to his niece; and she thought of a way to finally put an end it!

But, her strength would not allow for it to happen!

Weeping worried and weary, Brown Sugar went back to her cot and lamented so hard that she had forgotten all that she had studied from her school papers! She was nervous and afraid, afraid of how the outcome of her life might turn out! And in the depths of her soul, she quietly thought about kicking the bucket, killing herself!

Carefully, she began analyzing how her uncle was treating her, and if he, her flesh and blood, was treating her like this, then how would other persons perceive her and treat her?

No one knew the depths of all that Brown Sugar was experiencing except her mother, who was actually her step aunt. And then her teacher, who only knew part of the story... that there, had been some disturbances at the household, but in actuality, didn't receive all the details on the matter.

On a very serious note, Brown Sugar contemplated about seeking rescue from her teacher Ms. Edna, and wondered, if she had the room to take her in for a while.

Since, she had not given her any positive feedback from the last time when she had sent her the note that she was very unhappy at home because there was some very serious trouble in the house-hold that she didn't think she was able to content with anymore.

Almost a year had now past and the topic hadn't surface during that period... but now the devil was back on his stoop and ready to declare judgment on an innocent soul. If he could get her where he wanted her, then she would be all his for good!

"Someone will employ me, if I get to finish my end of year exams. I have six more months before I do the test and get my certificate! I probable can make a shed in the back of the farm and stay there until I can afford a place of my own. There, I wouldn't be in anybody's way and I could still sell some products and help Ms. Pamela out! There are lots of foods here on the field, so I can always get food from here which would cut down my food expenses! Ho, how I which Uncle Ben was a nicer man! A man with some decency, then my life would be much better! Father, bone of my bone and flesh of my flesh, where hath thou?"

With these last words running through her mind, Brown Sugar fell asleep once again on her tiny cot!

It was a long sleep for her, since both her and her attacker, her own uncle, were brutally exhausted from the activities that were in motion earlier on! Plus, he was in much more pain than she was, and had taken pain pills to numb the pain!

The only person who was up and about was Ms. Pamela, and she was doing what she needed to do, but at snail space... barely walking!

Needless to say, she had manage to put out whatever foods that were available and made quite a few sales for the day while her only help, Brown Sugar slept off some of her pain and troubles away!

Ms. Pamela felt sorry for her daughter and wondered how long during the night since she had been fighting off her wicked and inconsiderate husband! From what her husband had carelessly said about Brown Sugar, she knew that she had had a rough time with him trying to force his manhood inside of her!

Overcome with emotions of tremor, torment and terror, she deliberated on the notion that her husband would and could have gotten his own niece pregnant, if it wasn't for the flesh covering the hole leading to her uterus.

She was now completely done with him and wanted to move out from the house they had shared for over forty years! But things were at a standstill since she had no concrete place available or ready for her to go! Plus, she was thinking, how old and frail she is to be wondering around from pillow to pole, or from one person's house to the next to catch her nightly rest because of this pervert of a man she called husband!

Her sister and other relatives were almost two hundred miles away and she considered all the efforts, planning and dilemma it would take her to pack up and head back from where she once came. In addition to that, would Ben be ready and willing to give her all the money she had put into the land at the time of purchasing it, and after it had been purchased?

What point would he try and argue about her share of the property?

Would his deceptive spirit tell her that she had sold most of the fruits and vegetable from the property so she wasn't entitled to much or nothing at all?

She was well aware that he was very crafty and full of schemes, but she also realized that he had gone to another level of evilness which her heart couldn't be contented with no matter how weak and frail she had become. Desperately, she wanted to pull herself away from a man with such wicked intentions before his actions would cause her eyes to be permanently closed because of his gut wrenching actions towards Brown Sugar.

But most importantly, she thought about securing a place for Brown Sugar!

"If selling properties were like selling clothes, I would have sold this land, take my cut of the profits, leave him and then go purchase some place for myself!"

Ms. Pamela told herself.

However, selling the land was usually a long and drawn out process; and she knew of no ready buyers who would purchase the property and take it off her hand, now!

It was approximately after three o'clock Saturday afternoon before Brown Sugar had awoken from her slumber, and she was pleasantly surprise to see her mother standing over the fireside fixing their usually Saturday dish, chicken soup with all the trimmings!

The poor child face was swollen from the hours she had spent crying!

Filled with sympathy for her daughter, Ms. Pamela encouraged her to get under the shower and when she was done going so; she should come and fill her belly with chicken soup cooked down with dumplings, Irish potatoes and yellow yams; just the way she liked it!

Unenthused and understandable so, Brown Sugar did what she was told and placed herself around the dinner table, and painfully tried swallowing each spoon-full she took from her dish!

Around an hour later, the beast, Uncle Ben was up from his resting place and came to the dining room to investigate what was available for him to eat. But he was only greeted with cold shoulders, and then told to take whatever he wanted from the pot; and pray that nothing is not in it to kill him!

A light bulb went off!

A glare of shock appeared in his eyes!

A glare of uncertainty!

A glare of wonderment!

Hesitantly, he reached for the pot... second guessing, he reached for the spoon!

He then stared down into the pot of soup wondering and pondering if it was safe for him to eat!

It looked rich!

It looked very tempting!

It looked delicious!

"Would she really poison such a wonderful pot of soup to get rid of me?" Were the questions rolling in his cranium!

Reconsidering their relationship, he reverted to the trust and experiences of their past, and dished out his food and went to sit around the table across from where Brown Sugar had been seated.

His eyes were fixated on her for the longest while before putting a spoonful of soup to his mouth! He knew both her and her mother were very close and he struggled in his heart about what the both of them had planned together to do him in!

Now he was annoyingly knocking the spoon on the side of the soup bowl disturbing the peace while he stared steadfast into Brown Sugar's brown eyes!

Suddenly Uncle Ben arises from his seat and pulled Brown Sugar bowl away from her and towards him; which was almost empty! He then slid his bowl over to her demanding that she drank up the soup in it, right now!

"I am full!!!"

She retaliated!

"I just had my bowl of soup... I don't want any more soup to drink!"

Brown Sugar stated vexingly!

"I don't care if you had forty bowls of soup, I want you to have this one, and right now!"

Uncle Ben shouted angrily!

"I said I don't want any more soup!"

Brown Sugar strike-back sadly!

Now Ben was heading over to her side of the table with her spoon in his hands! He then grabbed her from behind, pulled her head back, squeezed her jaws together, dips the spoon into the bowl of hot soup, and then forces the spoon into her mouth again and again; like he was giving bitter medicine to a stubborn dog!

Repeatedly, she tried to resist him but his hands were too strong... way too stronger than hers! Repeatedly, he kept on dunking the spoon into the bowl of hot soup, then shoved it into her mouth until he was satisfied that she had gotten enough of the soup into her stomach that could have killed her, if it was indeed poisoned!

Patient he watched hoping to see her flat-line around the table!

Twenty minutes had now passed and she as still kicking and breathing - no sign of death was near!

Her only sign of physical danger were the fresh wounds on her mouth caused from the hot soup he had forced into her mouth... her lips; jaws and tongue were now badly scorched; resulting in her face being swollen!

Quickly, Brown Sugar pushed back from the table, and ran to kitchen to fetch some cold water to ease the pain coming from her mouth while Ms. Pamela mixed a cup of cold sugar and water, hoping that such would make her daughter feel better!

Unrealized strength was found, and Ms. Pamela pulled her skirt above her ankle and stepped-up inside of the house where she confronted and warned her husband to stop mistreating his niece, or else, he wouldn't know what hit him one of these days when he wasn't expecting it!

"Ben, I am warning you!" Ms. Pamela Shouted!

"Stop with the sexual harassment and the abuse of this child! Not because she has no one else but us, you should be treating her like a no-body!"

" Why are you so cruel to her?"

"Did her mother or father done you something wrong why you are so set on destroying this poor child's life?"

She continued heartrendingly.

Sucking up the rest of soup from his spoon, Ben ignored each and every question his wife had asked him!

Consistently, Ms. Pamela continued to jab questions into his mind and soul so as to get him to change from what he was doing to an innocent child who was striving to make something worthwhile of her life, and strangely enough, who had been related to him!

"First, you pronounced that you want to get your own niece pregnant... that is the devil in you, talking!"

"Then, tell me now, what would become of that child?"

" You really want to see your own niece and your own biological child bouncing from pillow to post without any dignity or respect; because of something a turbot like you started... you should be ashamed of yourself, you worthless good-for-nothing man!"

Ms. Pamela declared vexingly.

Like sound to deafness, Uncle Ben, disregard every word which Ms. Pamela had spoken while he sat at the table and ate off the bowl of soup!

For a good while she stood there speechless - staring at him, with great contempt and couldn't find the words to express to him that what he was doing to Brown Sugar was totally inhumane... spiritually and morally!

Finally, the words came to her and Ms. Pamela asked him the question, that seemed to have driven the nail into the junk box!

"What you want to turn your niece into; a sex worker?"

"Your own flesh and blood, with beauty and brains going for her; you want men to constantly pay her for her body after they had done having their way with her, just because that is what your filthy, corrupted and idiotic mind wants for her?"

" Tell me something, who or what gives you the audacity to put such a derogating claim on her... you rubbish... you idiot... you good for nothing piece of s***!"

Ms. Pamela vented.

"That is what you and those men down by Sammy's Bar talking about... trading your own niece for sex; so each one of them can take turns and use her up like all the other flesh you and them have been chasing day in and day out; year after year; answer me!"

She shouted!

"They are the ones feeding you this rubbish?"

"What is the price you and them have discussed for her, tell me!"

Not waiting for him to answer, Ms. Pamela continued...

"Do you think for a minute, none of them by that bar will ever come here and wipe your behind when the pages of life turn on you, and you find yourself crippled or sick on your bed... you think, none of them will come here and rub your back, wash your back, scratch your back, or even wash your crack; when the sins of life catch up on you, and the pins of death jabs all over your flesh like a porcupine in your ass!?"

Ms. Pamela asked, angrily!

"You want me to tell you who will?"

"That girl in there, she will!"

Ms. P barked, furiously!

"She will be the one to feed you, wash you, and care for you; because once upon time when the pages of life were handed to her, you took the time and care for her, you respected her, and gave her chances to fly... to be somebody!"

Ms. Pamela expressed softly!

Hands on her hips, shaking her head over the whole dilemma, Ms. Pamela voice elevated again like she was preaching to a congregation of unruly saints!

"But no, you are listening to those other drunks at the bar who don't really know if they are coming or going... collaborating with them to destroy your own niece's life! I wish, I was going to be around to see the end of you... look at you, you make me sick, you jackass! "

Ms. Pamela strike-out furiously!

With those final words angrily spoken, she tugged at her skirt and marched from the dining room.

Irately, Uncle Ben braced himself from the table and went straight after her!

Like his actions were justifiable he began voicing his opinion about how Brown Sugar was his niece, and he was the one who had gone to get her when her mother died, and he has been the one caring for her ever since that time; and if he was getting good money for her, why shouldn't he take it!

"So who was I... didn't I also come along with you, to get her?"

"Wasn't I there, right by your side, and haven't I been helping her with her education, providing her clothing, and saw to it, that she knew how to run a household just in case, she should ever get married. I have been the one who showed her how to run the business of this property and saved up money for her formal education!"

Ms. Pamela pointed out to him.

Just before Uncle Ben could list all he had done for Brown Sugar ever since they had brought her home from the foster home, Ms. Pamela began listing all his activities in the child's life.

"Yes, you pay for the house water around here, and the oil for the lamps, you climb the trees to pick the produce when money is short, and we are unable to pay for a picker, you get fresh meat from the market for us on weekends since the soil or the trees can't produce it, once in a blue moon you cut the grass in the front yard, and what else?"

Ms. Pamela continued.

"Like a thorn in her flesh, every night, you antagonize your poor niece who is trying to make something of her life! When you are not contented with tangling and tousling with her, you are either verbally or physically scaring all parts of me! Anything else you have done around here to benefit this child or me, is pure evil, you nasty, vile and obnoxious man!"

Brown Sugar's mother vented wrathfully.

Uncle Ben wanted to fire back at her but he was in too much pain!

The effects of the pain medication he had taken for his ear was wearing off and Ms. Pamela could see his face twitching and tightening as he walked towards her!

Fire was in his eyes, and he wanted to give her a piece of his mind but, the pain was becoming more and more severe, and he had no intention of giving up this fight with her! So he tightened his fist against the door jam and loudly, he belched out...

"The both of you bit**** need to get out of my house, and get out tonight!"

"Either one of you is no good!"

Uncle Ben exclaimed.

With such words expelling from Uncle Ben's mouth, Ms. Pamela fired back...

"I'll go when you give me back my part of the money for the property... how quickly you have forgotten that you couldn't even afford the property if I hadn't come up with almost half of the money so you could acquire this property!"

The seemingly striking pain took Ben over, causing him to be hesitant in his response!

He needed more medication, right now and very fast!

Hobblingly, Uncle Ben dragged himself to bathroom and opened the medicine chest searching for something that could ease the horrendous pain he was now feeling!

It was only two pills that were left in the bottle and so he brought the bottle to his head and quickly shook the pills down his throat, and from the cistern, he used the same pill bottle to fetch some water to drink which he now pour down his throat to wash the pills down, hoping the pills would dissolve faster than usual into his system and then quickly get rid of the pain!

For him, the pills weren't working fast enough, so staggeringly, he found the bed and stretch out across the bed moaning and groaning until the effects of the pills kicked-in and he fell asleep!

However, his sleep wasn't for long!

Once Uncle Ben was awoken, he got up from the bed and walked towards the backdoor of the house where he could see Brown Sugar and his wife sitting on a large log beside the house chatting away!

As soon as they had seen him they became hush-hush - not saying a word, they stared at him, expecting for him to say something just so he could start another row!

Like a profit, their predictions were right!

Uncle Ben, again began with the name calling and the contention, but the mother and daughter team refused to accommodate him or anything that he was saying to either of them!

His mouth was yapping on forever expressing that the land belonged to him alone, and how Ms. Pamela and Brown Sugar, had been living their rent-free, selling all the food on the land, and then pocket the money for themselves not allowing him to behold even a penny!

The only time his mouth took a break was when a potential customer came strolling through the front gate of the yard enquiring about the sweet potatoes and green banana that were displayed on the wooden food stall.

Finally, there was some peace, and Brown Sugar quickly ran to the food stall to attend to the customer needs like she often did!

After giving him the prices, the stranger gladly agree to pay for the items which Brown Sugar wrapped up in newspaper for him, stuffed in a large paper bag, and then handed the bag to the customer after collecting for the items.

Pleasantly, the stranger smiled, waved good-bye before heading back through the large wooden gates.

It was her third sale for the day and she was glad for that; but, as soon as the stranger went back through those gates, Uncle Ben went back to arguing with his niece and common-law wife!

Expressing and threatening them that they should both pack up and leave his house or else, the entire district would cry shame of him when he was done with the both of them!

Ms. Pamela took the threats seriously, she thought about reporting the matter to the district constable who was living around twenty miles away from where they were living!

She was also facing another dilemma, because there weren't any vehicles running to that part of the district that hour of the day or that time of the week either, but her mind was made up that she wouldn't allow him hurt Brown Sugar anymore!

With great complexity, Ms. Pamela though about where Brown Sugar could stay, at least until her graduation from the Mount Carmel All-Age School! Because she sincerely didn't want her husband to cause her any great injury like he had promised and threatened he would.

After discussing their options, they both agreed that they would try and reach Ms. Edna Williams; and ask her, if Brown Sugar could stay with her for a while since there was too much disharmony taking place at her house that probably would soon physically ruin the life of her daughter.

Friday evening a reply came back from Ms. Edna Williams, Brown Sugar's teacher, that she could come and stay with her for a while or until it was time for graduation!

Excitedly, Brown Sugar packed up some of her belongings; whatever she thought would be needed while staying by her teacher house and waited for Ms. Edna to come and collect her after school had dismissed Friday evening.

Strangely though, Brown Sugar waited for hours and Ms. Williams didn't show up!

Brown Sugar now became troubled and wondered why her teacher had not fulfilled her promise!

Still fussing and venting his point while strolling through the house; Uncle Ben came across Brown Sugar's bag packed and placed in the corner of the house beside her cot, and immediately began questioning what it was doing there, and where in hell does she think she was going!

Angrily he reached for the large burgundy bag sitting in the corner, unzipped it, and then poured out all of Brown Sugar clothing on the bed while proclaiming on the top of his voice that she would not be leaving the house with the clothing that his money had bought for her!

It was Ms. Pamela; as sick as she was feeling, stepped in, and angrily divulged that most; if not all of Brown Sugar clothing was bought by her savings and not his!

Nonetheless, Uncle Ben rolled-up the clothing into a bundle, held them under his arm while he proclaimed loudly that she would never leave out of his house with any of those clothing that his money was spent to buy for her unless, she was going to bed with him!

All this while he had completely forgotten about the injury to his ear; and the medication was now wearing off again since it had been hours since he had taken the last two pills from the medicine cabinet!

Shamefully, Uncle Ben tried pleading with Brown Sugar to go to the store for him and buy him some aspirin because the pain was nagging at him dreadfully once more, while he placed the blame on her stating it was all her fault why he was in this state of pain and terrible anguish!

However, his request was interjected when Ms. Pamela strongly stood on her feet, and said...

"This child is not leaving out of this house to go buy anything for you at the shop, if you want something at the shop, go your damn self and get it, or ask one of your good-for-nothing companions to go and get it for you!"

She Barked!

Unfortunately for him, it wasn't the era of the cellphones, so there was no way that Uncle Ben could just call one of his bar buddies, and ask any of them to buy the pain medication for him!

The pain was coming on stronger and stronger, again... and he knew, he couldn't afford to stay the night with this intensity of pain jabbing in his head and ear... he had to do something, and very fast!

Now, he threw the clothing he had been safeguarding under his arm pit on the cot, and began searching his pockets for whatever money he could find, and when he had counted out enough, he hopped on his bicycle and bolted to the shop to buy the only thing that could ease his pain, some pills!

Ms. Pamela and Brown Sugar were now grateful that he was out of the house and out of the yard, at least, temporarily; so they both could gather up Brown Sugar clothing, placed them into the bag and then tucked them away in the outside kitchen where he couldn't find them!

It was the safest place where they knew they could hide the clothing and a place they also knew Uncle Ben hardly visited, unless, he was asked to fetch something from inside there when a customer came by to make a purchase of any ground provisions.

Darkness was now descending and Brown Sugar had not heard word from her teacher who had promise to come and get her and then take her by her house to stay until some of the irritant and disharmony in her household had subsided!

Mid-night was almost here, and still Ms. Williams didn't show or had send a message stating why she was unable to come and get her from Uncle Ben's abusive arms!

Needless-to-say, Uncle Ben came back from the shop over an hour later, took his medication, ate some grub and then went straight to bed; so as to sleep off whatever pain he was now enduring!

Thankfully, the pain medication was strong enough to knock him into a another world - a very deep sleep; so Friday night, the entire household of three rested peacefully without any disturbance or any form of an attack from Uncle Ben, allowing him to carry out his plans of ruining Brown Sugar's future which he was so adamant about doing!

All day Saturday was just as peaceful as Friday night, since it seemed as if, Uncle Ben had been popping one pain pill after the other, as soon as he felt a tip of pain gushing through his head, causing him to be severely drowsy and incoherent, and spending most of his day lying across the bed in a daze!

Allowing Brown Sugar and her mother to take advantage, caring for whatever task needed to be taken care of around the house during the day, attending to customers and having a peaceful Sunday evening meal without him cursing or throwing insults at them, and also threatening to disfigure their bodies while they were sleeping!

Fortunately for them, he was now under restraint but sadly, it would only be temporarily!