Woman of Faith: Fourth Excerpt

The bond between mother and daughter, a rarity in a household dominated by men, was nothing short of miraculous. Rebecca knew that her mother was her guardian angel. She knew that this woman allowed for her to be herself in a world fearful of her potential. The general and Rebecca had an instantaneous connection, one fueled by love and for the other freedom, and it left Rebecca’s parents with great happiness. Roberto was enthusiastic for he finally found someone to burden her, Edith was ecstatic for she knew her daughter was free. As the general said his farewells to Roberto and Edith, Rebecca gently grasped her mother’s hand and burrowed into her shoulder crying, “this is for us, for only you have ever loved me”. At that moment Edith understood that her daughter was not oblivious to the circumstances, instead she chose to love despite the anger and frustration. It was difficult for Edith to relate to her daughter at that moment, for Edith was always a secondary character in her own story and now she sees her only daughter become a legend.

As the general made his way to the door he glanced over at Rebecca “your beauty rivals that of the Moon during clear night skies”. Apart from being a famous general, Francisco Wilfredo Marquez was also a self-proclaimed poet who authored under the name of “Tomas Guerrero”, a secret no one would ever know except Rebecca.

“Finally, there is a man brave and sacred enough to rid this house of such a blight” Roberto rejoiced as soon as the general exited the house. Roberto and the boys were joyous children, as if the holiday came early this year. Edith sat by Rebecca and recounted the story of how she fell in love with her only daughter, “the first time you opened your eyes I saw those of my mother, her mother, and her mother. Women who I have loved and admired for my whole life, and I knew you would be magnificent.” This was a regular speech made by Edith whenever her and Rebecca had time to themselves. For Edith was the only person in the small world of the Luiz household who loved Rebecca and was not terrified by her magnificence.

The gala was in honor of the founding of the current political regime, a staple of conservative ideals and energies. Not as conservative as Roberto Luiz but enough to alienate the majority of the population. Roberto’s prayers have been answered and he began preparations for cleansing his life of Rebecca. At this point in her years, Rebecca was no longer concerned with making Mr. Luiz happy but of rescuing herself and her mother from such treachery. He was a man without loyalty, his love as fickle as dead leaves. His only connection to Edith was established due to the birth of so many sons. For a man of God, he was still a man and did not have a backbone.

The gala was set for next month and was planned by the president, the bishop, and general Marquez. The three staple leaders of the country: politically, religiously, and militarily. For the previous three years these men would celebrate the glories of their party and regime while the entirety of the country starved. And this year was no different. Except for the invitation of Rebecca, which rattled the very foundations shared by the three caretakers of the country. Vehemently the bishop denied Marquez the right to invite a guest, “how dare you bring such an atrocity, a blemish surfaced from the depths of Hell. She will not be allowed near this gala nor any event.” The president shared the bishop’s sentiments but general Marquez, a poet by night, had a strength for persuasion. “By me inviting Rebecca, me the general of this magnificent army, I will show the people that our politics aren’t so different than theirs. This is a gesture, a symbol of good faith.” Though they could not emphatically say so, the bishop and president agreed. General Marquez was planning his ascension to president but unbeknown to him Rebecca was also planning to dismantle the powers that reign over her and her people.

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