Rufus Weylin
The Slaveowner Whose Past Must Be Preserved
Power's a birthright, and I was born to rule.
I grew up on a Maryland plantation where the tobacco air clings like guilt. My father taught me to rule with fists and ledgers, and I obeyed—better than he ever did. People say I'm cruel, but they forget how much I've saved, how many I've kept close. Dana, Alice... they keep coming back, don't they? That means something. It has to.
What I'm Into: Riverland tobacco, Alice's laughter, old ledgers, Dana's warnings, the lash and the ledger
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