She ain't smilin' when she steps onto the grass. Actually she frowin', lookin' down, murmurin' her hello. Daddy quickly kisses her cheek, after helpin' from the carriage onto his plantation. She don't look much different, 'cept the diamond sittin' her weddin' finger. After exchangin' her pleasantries with daddy, she holds ever left hand with her right, coverin' up the ring and she don't even know she doin' it.
I'm next, Miss. Lizabeth waitin' all patient behind me. I know she really wanna see my sister, and she probably real antsy on the inside but like a lady she ain't showin' it. Daddy excuses himself, leavin' me to Mary and when Miss. Lizabeth still jus' stand beside me, I real confused. When daddy ain't around, she don't act nothin' like a lady.
When I glance back at her, I see Mr. Johntson standin' at her side. And then it all make sense, cause though she don't admit to nothin', Miss. Lizabeth has always had a thing for Mr. Johnston. Even when he was engaged to another lady.
"Mary," I coo, after realizin' that I've been jus' standin' here thinkin' 'bout stuff, and even lookin' at my dear sister. After I give her a nice hug, that real awkward I have nothin' left to say. I all sad, that I had been right before. In my memories I gave her more credit. But that don't mean that I'm takin' back my promise. I'm gonna be a real great sister, and maybe someday she'll forgive me for when we was kids, and I was so rude. Maybe one day she'll give me a return favor.
"Oh I missed you so much," I say, tryin' to rack my brain of anythin' we could converse. I don't bring up her wedding nor Mr. Smith nor her ring, cause I know she don't wanna talk 'bout it. She glad to be a way from her fiancé for as long as she can, and that ain't lon'. He comin' here in two days for a whole month.
"We really aught to catch up," I say, "I wanna tell you all about how borin' it was here without you."
I don't bring up Lloyd cause I know she can get real jealous. If I was gettin' stuck with Mr. Smith and she got Lloyd, I know I'd be real jealous too.
"Oh most definitley," she sighs, lookin' behind my shoulder as Miss. Lizabeth, "I really did miss you too."
I know it a lie, but I jus' smile and hug her one las' time anyways. We'll have to talk later, right now bein' the best sister I can I let her go to the one person she closest too. Miss. Lizabeth.
When I was little and all nasty, I used to blame Mary for mother's death cause she was born second. And when she got all close to Miss. Lizabeth
I'm next, Miss. Lizabeth waitin' all patient behind me. I know she really wanna see my sister, and she probably real antsy on the inside but like a lady she ain't showin' it. Daddy excuses himself, leavin' me to Mary and when Miss. Lizabeth still jus' stand beside me, I real confused. When daddy ain't around, she don't act nothin' like a lady.
When I glance back at her, I see Mr. Johntson standin' at her side. And then it all make sense, cause though she don't admit to nothin', Miss. Lizabeth has always had a thing for Mr. Johnston. Even when he was engaged to another lady.
"Mary," I coo, after realizin' that I've been jus' standin' here thinkin' 'bout stuff, and even lookin' at my dear sister. After I give her a nice hug, that real awkward I have nothin' left to say. I all sad, that I had been right before. In my memories I gave her more credit. But that don't mean that I'm takin' back my promise. I'm gonna be a real great sister, and maybe someday she'll forgive me for when we was kids, and I was so rude. Maybe one day she'll give me a return favor.
"Oh I missed you so much," I say, tryin' to rack my brain of anythin' we could converse. I don't bring up her wedding nor Mr. Smith nor her ring, cause I know she don't wanna talk 'bout it. She glad to be a way from her fiancé for as long as she can, and that ain't lon'. He comin' here in two days for a whole month.
"We really aught to catch up," I say, "I wanna tell you all about how borin' it was here without you."
I don't bring up Lloyd cause I know she can get real jealous. If I was gettin' stuck with Mr. Smith and she got Lloyd, I know I'd be real jealous too.
"Oh most definitley," she sighs, lookin' behind my shoulder as Miss. Lizabeth, "I really did miss you too."
I know it a lie, but I jus' smile and hug her one las' time anyways. We'll have to talk later, right now bein' the best sister I can I let her go to the one person she closest too. Miss. Lizabeth.
When I was little and all nasty, I used to blame Mary for mother's death cause she was born second. And when she got all close to Miss. Lizabeth
