Seaside Moors Cause back where I come from, man, we're laughing at you

raleska's silence was all that erzulie needed to confirm.
she did not recoil from the younger woman, merely drew away and set her somber gaze first upon raleska's profile, then the sea.
a long silence prevailed thereafter, seemingly endless, until the matriarch drew a breath and cleared her throat. 
"i do not find fault wid you for being wid child, raleska. dat is de lot of any woman. but i will nevah understand de choice you made for fat'er. not after all that has gone on."
erzulie looked back to raleska.
"i will have no child of drageda raised here. you will strike de name of dat man from your min', and you will tell me where he can be found."
there was no other choice, save for that which the harlot refused to consider.