The Darkest - Blackest Tuesday (Part Lll)
Now Children the pink and purple pails are for the girls, blue and green for the boys
We are going berry picking down by the stone wall Mr. Bethel said we could pick his berries
too
The stone wall off limits to the Webb household, Bobby, Joe and Jim had the scars to prove it
Oh, “MOM“, (coil in fear, no crop) Thank-you What did Millie say; Are we going to make pies?
Ma’am didn’t know sign language, of course we will tell her she can wear the number 2 apron
Dotty, George, and I started running to the end of our property Slow down They’re
excited “Mom”
I know Alice listen you older kids will be paired up with the younger ones: Alice, George and
Harry
Virginia, William and Dorothy; Joe Jim and Robert; Rebecca you’re the best signer, You and
Mildred
Alice, yes Harry why did Ma’am say we could call her “MOM” my voice shakes when I say
Mom
I think all of us feel that way; but make hay while the sun shines, What? Just let her be
MOM today
Pick them ,don’t eat them Wow, Al ,that’s what Becky just said to Millie look Millie said they’re
so sweet
You can read that from over here Yep Millie and Becky have been teaching me. You know
what this means
Easy: I Love you too Where is George? Over there George your not suppose to be on that
side of the wall
It’s sprinkling , my pails almost full come on George let’s go back to “Mom” Alice go get the
other children
This is the first time since I’ve been here that we were all together, laughing and talking
while Mom smiled
As we got to the steps of the porch the sky opened sheets of rain a bolt of lighting , a sonic
boom of thunder
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