Prologue

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April 17, 1860

I certainly wasn't expecting a diary, especially on my wedding anniversary.

What I really wanted was some jewels or perhaps some nice new dresses, not a crummy, old leather book kept together by some worn out strings.

But I suppose I should keep you; after all, you are a gift. Perhaps you can help entertain me, and give me something else to do besides tending the plantation.

Only time will tell if you can hold your worth.

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