The Trials of Mary-Jane 1
000The Trials of Mary-Jane Prologue The aroma from the kitchen was very enticing, it was like that of a sweet savor. Rachel hummed as she cooked, this was one thing she loved doing and she was very good at it. She was slicing the tomatoes when she heard her name, fear gripped her because she recognized the voice. She dropped the knife in her hands as she shook in fear. A woman in her mid-fifties charged into the kitchen like her voracious wolf, Rachel froze where she stood, “what is it Rachel?” she asked, Rachel broke into tears, 'not today' she thought, “why are you still here Rachel” she asked again though Rachel knew she wasn't expecting any answer, she went on her knees, “mama, please I'm begging you…… please don't…”, “shut up!!” Mama shouted at her, Rachel moved back, “this is the 15th year Rachel, do you want me to die without carrying my grandchildren?” she asked and hissed, “I'm not the giver of children Mama, please don't do this again” she pleade