Love in 1860 (An Easy English Story): Part 8
July 15, 1861
Dear reader,
One year ago, I met David. Today, we got married.
I thought that New York City was better than Virginia. It is better because there are no slaves. But some people are still not kind. Many people think that black and white people should not get married. Many people think that David and I are wrong.
But we got married anyway.
David, Elizabeth, and I are living in a small apartment in Manhattan. There are many Quakers here. Quakers believe black and white people are equal. We got married in a Quaker church this morning.
It was beautiful.
We don’t have much money, so I could not buy a dress. But our neighbor, Sarah, gave me her old wedding dress. The church had many white and red roses. The Quakers put them there.
David and I walked to the front of the church together. He held my hands and said, “I will love you forever.” His hands were warm, and they were shaking. His green eyes were wet. He told me again, “Grace, I will love you forever. Even if people hate us, I will love you. Even if we have to move again, I will love you. Even if you lose your memory again, I will love you.”
He pulled me close to him and kissed me. Everyone in the church was crying. Many couples in the church were black and white like us. They saw the future of our country. A future where anyone can love anyone.
Do I tell my husband that I am from that future?
Yours truly,
Grace Wilson