I wonder where Sarah is? She told me she would be here for a picnic with me. Maybe I should go to her house to see if everything is okay.
Meanwhile, at Sarah's house....
WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU ARE GOING SARAH! THE LOCALS HAVE TOLD ME ALL ABOUT YOU AND THAT BLACK BOY! YOU KNOW THAT IS UNACCEPTABLE AND WHAT THE CONSQUENCES ARE!
No father, please do not hurt me! I keep quite about your hooch and when you necked that sheba. Please do not do this!
Wait, what is happening! That man is hurting her!
RUN SARAH, RUN!!! FOLLOW ME!
Both start running away...
GET BACK HERE!!!
Once they've lost her father...
SARAH WHAT HAPPENED? WHO WAS THAT MAN? WHY WAS HE HURTING YOU?
I am a moll, and that was my father. He runs a speakeasy and brings in giggle water from America. He is a hard-boiled and bluenose man. He hates Black men and found out we were friends. The alcohol gives him the heebie-jeebies, reminding him of the war, so he hits me.
And that's it! Stay tuned for more historical comics!
I am so sorry to hear that Sarah, but I also have something to share. I've carried a torch on you for quite some time. I know a place called the Crane River Indian Reserve, we will be accepted there. So Sarah, will you marry me?
YES! Yes I will. We shall move to that place and start a new life!