#Chapter 38 (Deonna) Ashley’s Journal

“You let him take our son!!!” I cried to Marlon; I was pacing around his study frantically. Tears stained my features, and I could hardly breathe. I just watched a light-furred doctor walk out the door with Mateo wrapped in a blanket and wearing a bonnet as a disguise. My body was trembling, and I could hardly keep my composure. Marlon seemed too calm for his own good; he was so wound up not long ago but now he was sitting there and staring at me like I was overreacting. My dark-furred son was heading into a kingdom full of racists that would have a field day with him and wouldn’t hesitate to throw him on a slave farm. “Relax,” Marlon said, sounding annoyed as I continued to pace through the study. I was feeling hot all over with anger when he said that. “Dr. Lovewitt knows that if anything happens to Mateo, he’ll have me to answer to. I assure you, it wouldn’t be worth it for him,” Marlon assured me. I knew he was right; Marlon was intimidating and terrifying. Dr. Lo