Love Cemetery by China Galland

Love Cemetery by China Galland

Author:China Galland [Galland, China]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: HarperOne
Published: 2009-10-12T16:00:00+00:00


Photo of Potluck supper here.

Potluck supper (left to right):Albert Johnson, Doris Vittatoe, James Brown, China Galland, Wanda Gale Britton Jackson (at the head of the table), Nuthel Britton, Willie Mae Brown, Mary Wallace, and Walter Edwards.

As the afternoon wore on, I felt increasingly uncomfortable with R.D. and Albert, with whom I had enjoyed such warmth. I didn’t know whether it was real or my own imaginings, brought on by sadness and discomfort with Doris.

When we got back to Philip’s house in the late afternoon, I went upstairs to shower and realized that behind my sadness and confusion, I was furious. I had a headache and I was exhausted. I had poison ivy. I felt like Doris had closed her heart, shut me out, and I didn’t know why.

I wanted to forget about Love Cemetery. I wanted to give up, pack my bags, and leave that night. Forget about race and reconciliation—it was all too complicated. If, as Doris had said, she didn’t need me, what was I knocking myself out for? I sat on the edge of the bed, then got up and paced. I had my own family. I wanted to go home.

I picked up the phone and called to tell my husband, Corey, that I was coming. He listened patiently as I told him what had happened and then said, “You can’t just walk away from this, not when you’re so upset.” He could hear my exhaustion. His gentle voice cut through my agitation. “You know this. You need some sleep. Sleep on it, China, and listen—” he paused, “remember Sam Adkins? Remember what he told Mabel when she was furious?” This was why I loved this man, why I had called him. “You’ve got to choose love when there’s reason to hate, right?” Corey said.

“Choose love, China. I don’t know what that looks like in this situation. I can’t tell you what to do. Just don’t do anything tonight.” How could I? His voice was already lulling me to sleep. I could hardly keep my eyes open. “Think about Mabel and Sam,” he said, “and go to sleep. You’ll know what to do in the morning.”



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