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Maybe she trying to make up for her house being small.

urteen-year-old boy. Even her hair is thin, brown, see-through. She try to tease it up, but it only make it look thinner. Her face be the same shape as that red devil on the redhot candy box, pointy chin and all. Fact, her whole body be so full a sharp knobs and corners, it’s no wonder she can’t soothe that baby. Babies like fat. Like to bury they face up in you armpit and go to sleep. They like big fat legs too. That I know.

Five months after the funeral, I lifted myself up out a bed.

I hear Miss Hilly and her mama, Miss Walter, pull up the driveway and toot the horn.

friends. Set out the good crystal, put the silver service out.

A church baby we like to call it. Taking care a white babies, that’s what I do, along with all the cooking and the cleaning.

Here’s something about Miss Leefolt: she not just frowning all the time, she skinny

bottle like it’s a rotten turnip

He slip off the loading dock, fell down on the drive. Tractor trailer didn’t see him and crushed his lungs fore he could move

“Not that bad, we don’t. I told her, I said, ‘Celia, you have to be a League member or a sustainer to participate.’ What does she think the Jackson League is? Open rush?”