The Redeemer's Tale
edited: Wednesday, December 12, 2007
By Uzoma P Lane
Rated "PG13" by the Author.
Posted: Wednesday, December 12, 2007
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Daniel Rivulet has created a community service program using his father's business skills. But will intelligence be enough to conquer intolerance?
The night of September 3rd, 1954 would be forever burned into Daniel's consciousness. On that night, just as he started to nod off in the middle of his studies, three sharp knocks came at the door. Three fierce, arrogant knocks. They were answered by Geoffrey Ward, the house steward. The open door revealed a gaunt man with fierce eyes cast deep in a furrowed, puffy face. He wore an austere gray suit, loafers the color of ash and a pair of steel frame glasses that made his eyes all the more difficult to bear.
"Are you Virgil Anthony Rivulet?" asked a dry, bitter voice. "I have a matter of some importance to discuss." “And whom" Ward asked stiffly, should I say is calling?" He folded his hands together. "At this hour" he mumbled to himself. "With no appointmen..." "Never mind all that!" the man griped harshly. "You are obviously not the person I have come for. Fetch him, and you may say that Dr. Leeland Harper III is calling." He said this last sarcastically. Dr. Harper was the chairman of the Board of Education for the state of Maryland. Recent national events had made it his job to enforce the integration of Miriam's public schools, a move he had opposed for years. He seriously doubted his associates would understand that his hands were tied so he had personally come to exercise the luxury of hope. Several minutes later, Virgil appeared at his door in a crimson smoking jacket made of velvet and trimmed in silk satin. His slacks were off-white and seemed to be made of similar materials, and he wore a wine red pare of suede shoes. Tall, broad-shouldered, and elegantly bald, Virgil had the rough look of someone who had acquired his wealth and knowledge by dire labors. His neatly trimmed beard and moustache gave him a look of fierce intellect. His greeting was not warm