Confrontation

Shalonda brought Shanequa out to the plantation that Chubbs and Elizabeth had just purchased. They needed both their mothers together to get the truth. Sarah was in what used to be the slave quarters with her mother, playing with her new stepbrother, Charles, named after Chubb's uncle.

"Jesus, mom, he's huge. And at 47?" Sarah said, dumbfounded. Elizabeth could only shrug. Her breasts were huge, and leaking.

"So ..." Shalonda said, getting to the matter at hand. "Sarah and I work together. And we had a genetic test. And we fuckin' know. We're twins. Which mean y'all bitches have some explainin' to do."

Elizabeth sighed. She had never wanted this day to come. It was a stupid decision in hindsight, with a risk of biting them all in the ass.

"Shalonda ... Douglas, the man you know as your father ... is my ex-husband. It's ...fucked up, like you've probably surmised. Douglas left me for Shanequa. And I chose Moses over Douglas. It's hard to explain, but Douglas wanted it. And Moses knew Douglas hurt me. So I think part of him wanted to get revenge for my sake. So he fucked Shanequa, and she had two girls. He wanted me to raise a pure Black baby to go with Samson. And he wanted Douglas to have to raise a pure Black baby."

"It's fucked, I know. I wouldn't do it the same way again. And I'm sorry you had to find out through a genetic test. But all four of us did the best we could in accordance with Moses's wishes."

In that moment, Sarah felt both tremendous revulsion and pity for her mother. Revulsion for severing the bond between the sisters at the inception. Pity for her being a vehicle for Moses's deviance. She'd forgive her. But not this day.