"Alrigh', go ahead tell me," I say, a shake in my voice. "I guess I believe you."
"Good, good."
Now she seem like she the nervous one, filtering with her fingers, her face all distraught. Maybe she don't wanna tell me, no mo'.
"Okay..." Now I have to beg. Where is James. Oh my god, is... Is James dead. No I don't believe it, he can't be. I'd know, I'd feel it in my heart if he were dead. He is my brother after all. I would jus' know, I don't need the misses ta tell me.
"I was youn' an' spoiled when I married yeur daddy."
"I know."
But she don't hear me cause I don't want her too. She was young' as me, younger when she met my daddy. An' daddy already had us, an' was real old. I know the story, I heard it before. I was there, ten years old. This don't got nothin' to do with James. An he all I care bout, really.
"But I wasn't supposed to marry him, not at first. He was, he was well the father of my betrothed."
The father? Then wouldn't that make her marry... James? She was gonna marry my poor, innocent brother? Then why on earth is she my step mother? Why ain't she my evil step sister.
"Then why...?"
"I fell fo' him, yo' daddy I mean. He sweet talked me real nice, an' well yo' brother ain't rich. I guess I'd been real selfish back then, an' guess I still am now."
" I don't understand."
It's true, I don't get it. How could, I mean... That don't make no sense. James must a been crushed, thinkin' he was gettin' married, then loosin' to daddy. Did he han' himself?
" Sometimes I don't neither."
Her face looked like it been kicked in, again. She so lost... But how could she do that to em?
" Tell me what happen?"
"By the time I found out what, who he is an' was, it was too late. We was married"
"Good, good."
Now she seem like she the nervous one, filtering with her fingers, her face all distraught. Maybe she don't wanna tell me, no mo'.
"Okay..." Now I have to beg. Where is James. Oh my god, is... Is James dead. No I don't believe it, he can't be. I'd know, I'd feel it in my heart if he were dead. He is my brother after all. I would jus' know, I don't need the misses ta tell me.
"I was youn' an' spoiled when I married yeur daddy."
"I know."
But she don't hear me cause I don't want her too. She was young' as me, younger when she met my daddy. An' daddy already had us, an' was real old. I know the story, I heard it before. I was there, ten years old. This don't got nothin' to do with James. An he all I care bout, really.
"But I wasn't supposed to marry him, not at first. He was, he was well the father of my betrothed."
The father? Then wouldn't that make her marry... James? She was gonna marry my poor, innocent brother? Then why on earth is she my step mother? Why ain't she my evil step sister.
"Then why...?"
"I fell fo' him, yo' daddy I mean. He sweet talked me real nice, an' well yo' brother ain't rich. I guess I'd been real selfish back then, an' guess I still am now."
" I don't understand."
It's true, I don't get it. How could, I mean... That don't make no sense. James must a been crushed, thinkin' he was gettin' married, then loosin' to daddy. Did he han' himself?
" Sometimes I don't neither."
Her face looked like it been kicked in, again. She so lost... But how could she do that to em?
" Tell me what happen?"
"By the time I found out what, who he is an' was, it was too late. We was married"
