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I move my arm back from under her hand.“Miss Celia, you got a lot more to be grateful for than me.”.

She didn’t answer the real question, but I’ll get it out of her soon enough.

I turn on the flame and we watch it melt down in the pan.“And after all that, it’ll still fry your chicken.”.

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“What else you know how to do sides corn pone?” I suck the dirt off and except for a few spots where I sucked too hard and thinned him, I think it worked out pretty good.

I do some figuring.“That’s a hundred and.

I’m no decorator, but I know a pink rug doesn’t match a yellow room.

I spot a small pink shag rug she’s put on top of the carpet next to the bathroom door.

Most white women like to do their own shopping.“Alright, I go in the morning, then.”

I said:“Why I got to handwash when the power washer gone do the job? That’s the biggest waste a time I ever heard of.”.

I saw the way my mama acted when Miss Woodra brought her home, all Yes Ma’aming, No Ma’aming, I sure do thank you Ma’aming.Why I got to be like that? I know how to stand up to people.

I grab a dry rag and take that black cake out the door, set it down on the concrete step.

I set my pocketbook down, sidle her out of the way.“You can’t use no wet towel on a hot pan.”.

I roll my eyes at her.“Miss Celia, you supposed to tell me that.

That’s when Miss Walters used to get me in.” Finally, I play my last card, whisper it because it’s all I got left.

I wait for her to say I’m not the right one either, but we just stand there breathing in that flour.

I clean Miss Walters’ top to bottom ever four weeks.”

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Windows are a heck of a lot better subject for me than silver.“I ain’t afraid a no windows. It’s back in the dining room that Miss Celia starts shaking her head.Then I rehearse what to say, what to keep to myself. I yank my hose up from sagging around my feet-the trouble of all fat, short women around the world.I’m not trying to make no trouble, but she done made her point. Mae Mobley come up holding her tummy, say,“Make it not hurt.” I put down the bucket a Sunshine cleaner them ladies is always smiling about on the tee-vee.I can’t make my fingers go round that dial fast enough.I tell Miss Celia Foote,“She say don’t tell nobody bout her tip on Minny, cause all her friends want a hire her and they be real upset if they find out she give her to somebody else.”.She the one Miss Hilly and Miss Leefolt always talking trash on cause she marry Miss Hilly’s old boyfriend. I hear Kindra holler and I wonder why Minny already home.

I can hear the grip she got on the phone, sound like she trying to crush it in her hand.

I watch him walk back real slow with the cup a water for his partner.

I know Miss Leefolt don’t want me giving him one a the glasses. It’s got happy birthday balloons on it from when Mae Mobley turn two.

I go get a paper cup from the cupboard.

Miss Leefolt slap Baby Girl on the back a her bare legs so hard I jump from the sting.

Her lips is curled back from her teeth in a scary smile. I rush to get her but Miss Leefolt get there first.I scoop Baby Girl up right quick and take her over to the sink, but she keep craning her neck around, whining,“Mama,Mama,” trying to get her attention.“I ask Miss Leefolt first thing tomorrow do she know anybody need help.” I whisper,“Let’s go on in the living room and play with the talking toy. I rush past Miss Leefolt, pick Baby Girl up.I come out the washroom and into the kitchen then cause Mae Mobley’s my business.Law, maybe I should a just kept it to myself. I watch her through the window, stomping off toward her house.I better just go on and say it.“I think she got her eye on you, Minny.I laugh, nod my head.“Took me a hour and a half.”.I take the seat in front a her, turn around and listen.I go in the kitchen and don’t come out again till I hear the door close after Miss Hilly’s behind.It’s a shame I learned to keep down a long time ago. I’m surprised by how tight my throat get.I guess everbody wonder what they boss think a them. I don’t know why, but all a sudden I want a hear what Miss Leefolt gone say to this. Finally, I slip out to the hall, pray nobody see me. Give Baby Girl more ham and she gobble it up.

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I go like she tell me to, even though they cups is full to the rim.Miss Hilly’s back in her chair looking all bowed up about something else now. I pat her little soft head and go back out to pour the ice tea.It just wasn’t enough time living in this world. I lost my own boy, Treelore, right before I started waiting on Miss Leefolt.It? That was my first hint: something is wrong with this situation.