Chapter 63 The soup

"...Faith..." Mrs Cunningham entered the kitchen.

"I do not mean to offend you but uh, thought I'd make Merri a good?Kartoffelsuppe..."

Faith stumbled a bit, putting the small packet of rat poison in the straps of her dress. She gave the old hag a smile, feeling utterly aggravated. "No need, ma'am you deserve to get some rest. I'm nearly done as it is and uh whatever that maybe sounds delicious."

"It's German Potato soup, I appreciate your concern but cut me some potatoes, onions, tomatoes, green pepper—"

"But ma'am, I've already—"

"Don't worry your silly head, you're expecting as well. Drink some, take it home, share with your mother and siblings."

"I do not like soup. I'm not sure if you knew but us black people do not like soup. Merrigold might like it but that is because she is white... in the inside."

"That is an awfully spiteful thing to say Faith."