afternoon. He is worried you might have concerns
about your manhood, so he has sent ME to educate you, and to be your
personal servant."
27 "I have no quarters for a personal servant," explained Morn, "no
place for you to sleep. Return to the servant pool and tell them I
don't need you."
28 The woman looked at Morn's mother. "But I am supposed to sleep with
you!" she sighed. "I am supposed to educate you."
29 A fire suddenly exploded in Morn's mind. "OH!" he went, and looked
at his mother. "You mean father wants you to teach me to ...." The
woman nodded.
30 Morn's mother went towards the door and motioned him to follow. At
the door she put her hand on her son's shoulder. "Morn," she whispered,
"I've taught you what's right and wrong between men and women. I cannot
stay. It is obvious it was not meant for me to be here. I will leave you to do what
is right, what is good, and, decent."
31 She opened the door and touched his cheek. She stepped outside and
the door closed behind her. Morn turned back to the woman who was
already starting to undo her dress. He took her hands and stopped her,
and did the dress back up, then sat her down on the couch.
32 "Listen," he explained, "I appreciate my father's thoughts and your
loyalty, but this isn't right...not for me. Go on home. I will explain
to my father."
33 "Please, Lord," the woman wept, tears corning to her eyes, "don't
make it harder. I've been given my orders. If I don't obey, I'll be
punished. They'll examine me when I return tomorrow. If we haven't
they'll hurt me."
34 Looking away she pulled up the sleeve of her dress, exposing her
shoulder. The fur had been permanently removed from a patch of skin,
across the top, and a number had been tattooed on the skin. Morn had
seen such numbers on Hashons and knew what they were. But it was the
first time he had ever seen a Haven slave. He gently lifted the woman's
hand and