Epilogue (Blackened All the Way)

Within a month and a half, the news was out. Douglas had managed to knock up Shanequa and LaDonna on the same night. And Elizabeth was also pregnant, although the father of her baby would never be known.

It was a highly unexpected and unorthodox life to live, Elizabeth knew. She was cultured. She was street smart. She was beautiful. She had good genes, and wealth. And it'd all been thrown away to remake herself and her legacy, brick by brick.

And for what? So that a former felon, a disgraced charlatan could take her place among the city's privileged. He'd outmaneuvered her to be sure, Elizabeth knew, but it wouldn't have happened unless she'd wanted it. She knew he was fucking white pussy in her own home. And she didn't care. Her concerns were more base and immediate now that some uppity Uncle Tom sampling all the white pussy he could.

Moses focused on cultivating Bianca and Julia. He still thought of Elizabeth often, far more than she had time to spare thoughts to him. But that was the bargain he'd struck. There were no regrets, for either of them.