From: Frederik Weiss <email@example.com>
Date: Aug 5, 2006 9:56 PM
Subject: breaking point
But I knew Judy would lookafter you
if mother couldnt spare time from Cuddles. But I justimagined that
because I heard Aunt Maria say once that she wasfair. But she forgave
them because they praised Bets. You know so much more about a mother
than I do, Pat. Sometimes, Judy, they made me awful mad . She couldnt
imagine any one liking the touchof Mrs. Garrison talkedlightly,
saying sweet, insincere things in her silvery voice to Mr. Larry
Gordons old car clattered in at the gate. Aunt Hazel says she thinks
my hair would grow darker if itwas bobbed.
You can choose the flowers and Ill
arrange them. If he had told me that four years ago I would havebelieved
him but he has left it too late. The midnight wind came wild and
dread Swelled with the voices of the dead. Ivewritten some of it
every day for a week and just put downeverything that came into
my head. I hope I wont take the measles but I think it would be
realexciting to be sick. How did youever get so many flowers into
it? Oh, LOOK at Dorothy over there by the lilies. Andshe had also
laughed at Uncle Toms beard and Judys book of UsefulKnowledge. It
was altogether delightful to be alone again. Garrison talkedlightly,
saying sweet, insincere things in her silvery voice to Mr. He had
put on his poor best suit, which was too short for him andhad been
too short for a year. Jingle poked the bouquet out toher stiffly.
Ive taken out and read the telegram a hundred times just tobe sure.
Bets, they said, was lovely, with
such sweet ways. Ive taken out and read the telegram a hundred times
just tobe sure. Carter says funerals are not as expensive as weddings
when all issaid and done. Sylvia Cyrilla says the South Glen Petersons
got a bad scare lastweek. There is oneabout a ghost on a farm belonging
to Sylvia Cyrillas uncle who haswhiskers. Im sure shell be lovely
whatever kind of eyes and hair she has,assured Pat. Sure and I was
mad inside ivery daythey was here whin they began showing off in
me own kitchen. Pat received this prediction in sceptical silence.
Pat liked Dorothy well enough but Joan was a blow. The prettiest
woman Ive ever seen, agreed Pat heartily. Then this morning I had
to leave atfive to take a load of factory cheese to town. They had
it in spots as ye say, Im thinking.