Delia Jones Diary

It was Monday, the beginning of the week. A very cold winter night. So, it was definitely freezing in Florida, 1905. Delia Jones was a wash-woman who was married to a man name Sykes. Delia was very organized. She like to get all the clothes soaked and sorted before “humpday Wednesday”. So there she was, a day ahead. She used a basket to hold the clothes instead of heaps of clothes laying on the floor. Delia was a very hard-working woman, who didn’t depend on others. Delia had been a wash-woman for a while now. It was Tuesday morning in Florida, Delia was happy to be near done with the clothes. Delia was in such a great mood. It was three weeks after Sykes and Delia wedding had past; the two were deeply in love. Delia would cook

The mood swings had only gotten worse by this time but she was in the best mood she’s been in since their wedding. She was in such a great move, she thought no one could ruin her day, not even Sykes. The door open wide and here comes her bald, heavy weight husband Sykes. Sykes look as if he was in no good mood for Delia’s happiness. “Ah ain been dat happy since ah marry you women” said Sykes. “Ah ain got time fo dat horrible attitude ya like ta give off Sykes” Delia replied. “ watc yo lip talkers befo I go upside yo head woman” Sykes says brutally. Delia looked up in silence. Sykes began to believe he has control over Delia because she doesn’t say much when he threatens or intimidate her. Delia immediately get out of the chair, head towards the door, get onto the horse and ride off. When Delia return from the store, she realize that Sykes is sitting in the chair she was in before she left. She notice the look on Sykes face as if he’s upset or maybe drunk. She began to walk fast into the kitchen. Out of nowhere she hear items being broken or thrown across the room; while Sykes screams “Ah hate ya