Chapter 7
A glorious sight met their grumbling
tummies. Momma’s oil lamp illuminated a well-dressed table. One platter held a
mountain of biscuits while on the other side of the lamp held a large bowl of
sopping white peppery gravy. A smaller bowl of fried meat lit up the middle of
the table along with some mulberries.
Suspiciously Geraldine asked, “How’d you
manage that and where’d you get that meat from? Have you been out pilfering the
neighbor’s houses while Lourie’s takin’ her nap?”
“Course not sis, God done went an brought
us supper through the cat.” Adeline replied while swiping her strawberry curls
back out of her eyes again as she put her momma’s fan back on the shelf.
“Oh no, Adeline you didn’t kill the cat
for supper did you? Eww! Mom’s gonna be mad” cried Delphine.
Laura
pulled out a kitchen chair almost ready to pass out claiming “I’m not hungry
anymore.”
While picking up Lourie, Adeline broke
out into a hysterical laughter. She swung her sister into the high chair
proclaiming “stop acting ridiculous.” The cat peeked out from under the sofa sniffing
the air and crying “meow.”
“So what’d ya fix?” they all asked.
“I’ll tell ya, that’s the best darn cat
God’s given us. God had him to bring us a rabbit. It’s written in the good book
that He’s gonna take care of us, isn’t it?”
Geraldine quickly pulled up a chair to
sit down. “Delphine, time to say grace, I’m starving and thank you Jesus.”
Chapter 8
When supper was finished they worked
together to get the dishes cleaned up. The gravy bowl had already been wiped
clean thanks to Laura’s appetite and an extra biscuit. Adeline made enough
biscuits to carry them over till breakfast. That left only a few scraps of
meat. Just enough to season a nice sized pot of beans.
Laura had already retired for the night
leaving Geraldine to fetch the beans from the barn. “Delphine, why don’t you
and I snap these beans up and let Adeline put Lourie to bed.”
“Sounds good to me since Lourie smells
like she pooped. She been hidin' over on the end of the couch an being too
quiet.”
“It’s alright; I don’t think it’ll be
long before she’s out anyways.” Adeline scooped Lourie up and as she walked
into the bedroom she said, “Come on stinky.”
Lourie simply cooed and played patty cake
before reaching to pull her sister’s dangling hair.
Adeline didn’t return to the kitchen that
night. Delphine and Geraldine finished snapping the beans. They added the
leftover meat to the pot with a little water and salt. Then set it on the stove
with a lid to simmer for the night. After throwing away the stems and sweeping
the floor they both turned out the light.
“Night Geraldine.”
“See you in the morn sis.”
Chapter 9
All
the girls got up early at daybreak. Laura had been commenting whining since 6
a.m. “Mrs. Harris didn’t come by last night. I wonder if she got a hold of pa.
I hope she’s alright. Why didn’t she come by, she promised?”
Geraldine,
Delphine, and Adeline had been pulling the clothes off of the laundry line the
whole time while Laura complained and bounced Lourie on her knee. The girls
also had to wash their dresses from the day before and hang them to dry along
with freshly clean diapers.
Delphine
quickly spat at her sister “Maybe you could shut up and help out just a little
more Laura?”
“Can you two stop whinnin’ and a fightin’
for two seconds “Cried Geraldine.
“Eww, you can tell it’s about
mid-morning. Lourie’s pooped again. Adeline, could you?” Laura pleaded.
“Yea, but momma’s gonna be mad cause
you’ve not helped.”
“I’ve helped. Why can’t you guys
understand that I get light headed and have to sit down a lot? Besides I spent
all afternoon and evening picking beans.”
“Don’t forget about going swimming too.”
Delphine added.
Two figures in a wagon gradually emerged
out of the thicket. Adeline walking back out on the porch with a freshly
changed Lourie quickly recognized the grey and chocolate horses right away.
“Papa’s back. Papa’s back and he’s got momma with him.
All the girls tossed aside everything
that they had been attending to and quickly ran to greet their parents. Of
course they all wanted to hear momma’s story and how papa had gotten home. That
is another tale to be told some other time.
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