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To my daughter Elaine, I am writing in the hope that one day you will read this and understand. I suppose you don't want to know me because you think I deserted you. It wasn't like that. I want to tell you what it was like. I was only seventeen when you were born at the Settlement. They all wanted to know who your father was, but I wouldn't tell. Of course he was a white man, you were so fair, but there was no love in his heart for you or me. i promised myself I would protect you. I wanted you to have a better life than me.
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