John laughed "[color=ed1c24]Oh but Thomas that was her favorite dining chair[/color]".
"[color=ed1c24]No she is fine, working hard these days, trying to clean and make the house presentable for we are having her parents come down for the holiday[/color]" John rolled his eyes and grinned. The walked a corner and John stopped. "[color=ed1c24]Have you heard of this talk for freeing slaves? The south would not have it, the running will never have Lincoln put into Senate at this rate.[/color]" John looked around and whispered "[color=ed1c24]Much has been said that he is doing the work of the devil... I personally do not agree. I have met many a black men in my day, they are men like us I say, let them vote and have Jobs as we do.[/color]" John paused and moved on past the subject. "[color=ed1c24]Well not as..we do.. you and I do not have jobs[/color]" He laughed and nudged Thomas' shoulder. He looked across the street as the shops and taverns began to open. "[color=ed1c24]Shall we get a drink?[/color]" He asked Thomas politely with a smile gesturing towards the now opening bar.