Do not touch my child!” The resounding crack of a slap reverberated through the meticulously maintained garden of the Harlow estate
“Do not touch my child!” The resounding crack of a slap reverberated through the meticulously maintained garden of the Harlow estate. Eleanor Harlow, clad in a silk robe, was quaking with rage, her hand suspended in mid-air. Opposite her, with hands pushed on her cheek, was Grace Thompson, the young Black maid responsible for caring … Read more