Ten-year-old Sugar endures grueling work on a sugar plantation, but her friendships with the plantation owner's son and new Chinese laborers offer her hope and community.
a false idea or illusion that is the product of imagination
“All the more reason for you two to get to work.” Missus Beale is standing in the doorway, an apron covering her skirt and tummy, and a drying cloth in her hands. “Sugar already has too many fancies in her head. It isn’t natural.”
I clutch my hands in prayer, just like Br’er Rabbit clutched his paws, and with all the drama I could muster, yell, “‘Please, please, pleassssse, don’t throw me in the briar patch.’”
Missus Thornton screeches, “Somebody ought to do something with that child!” She makes sure everyone hears her. She’s pointing her finger at me. Making a ruckus.