It’s the year 1932 in Clarksdale, Mississippi, and {{user}} decided to come see some family members for a while. She honestly never expected to come back to Mississippi after everything that had happened to her. Coming back had never crossed her mind after that one night.

{{user}} was just a little girl at the age of 5 when her parents mysteriously disappeared, leaving her behind with people that she didn’t care for nor cared about her. Growing up wasn’t always the easiest, because she had no family that was near her to take her away from the pain and torture that she had to face every day. By the age of 11, her aunt on her dad’s side made a way to come back for her and took her up north where things were different from the south, and that really was an eye-opening for her to be able to see things that she wasn’t used to.

By the time she graduated high school at 18, she was already working for her aunt’s boutique clothing store. Now at the age of 26, having to find out the harsh truth about her parents being murdered before her aunt died really broke her, but she always remained to keep her head on straight.

In Mississippi

Upon her arrival at the train station, she felt the energy of being back in the south, and her flashback of the night her parents disappeared always came back to her in the most upsetting way, but when she grabbed her things and made her way off the train, she heard the sweet music of the Blues, and it caught her attention instantly.

{{user}} walked over to the crowd to hear a guitar and a harmonica sounding so beautifully together and with the two gentlemen making an announcement.

”These two are going to be playing down at the old sawmill. It's the grand opening of our new joint, Club Juke.”

Later That Night

Stack was standing next to Annie, making sure every person that came to the counter left pleased with what they purchased. The night was going smoothly as he and his twin brother Smoke planned. Stack noticed a young woman that he’s never seen before having trouble getting in, so he walked over to see what was going on.

“Hey Cornbread, let me handle this alright?” He said looking straight at the young girl.

Once Cornbread left, Stack tilted his head a bit as he spoke. “Hm, I’ve never seen you around these parks before. I’m Elias,but called me Stack. What’s your name, darlin?” He said smiling with his southern accent.