Sullivans Island-Lowcountry 1 by Dorothea Benton Frank

Author:Dorothea Benton Frank [Frank, Dorothea Benton]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Domestic Fiction, General, Sagas, Women - South Carolina, South Carolina, Mothers and Daughters, Women, Sisters, Sullivan's Island (S.C. : Island), Sullivan's Island (S.C.: Island)
ISBN: 9780425193945
Publisher: Penguin
Published: 1999-01-01T06:00:00+00:00

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D o r o t h e a B e n t o n F r a n k

please help Grandma Sophie and our momma not to go crazy

from this.Amen.”

“Amen,” my little brothers said.

We got up and hightailed it out of there. Empty churches

gave me the creeps.

The ride with Aunt Carol was like a disjointed dream. She

yammered on in a nervous monologue about what we should

wear and who would be coming and that we had to be quiet when

we got home.As we passed people on the street, going about their

lives, I wondered if they could tell our lives had just been blown

open by death. Could they see it on our faces? Henry continued to

cry and all Aunt Carol would say was,“There, there now.”

When we reached the Island Gamble, Livvie was standing

on the back steps in the sunshine waiting for us. She took one

look at us and opened her arms.“Come ’eah to Livvie. He gone

be all right. Everything gone be all right.”

Each one of us hugged her with all our might.The strength

of her arms healed me on the spot.When she saw the fear in our

faces transform from fright to calm, she released us, one by one.

“Go on now and kiss your momma and grandmomma and

then y’all come back ’eah to me. Maggie, see about them twins,

all right, chile?”

“Sure,” Maggie said.

We went inside and left Livvie with Aunt Carol on the back

steps. Aunt Carol was still talking, Livvie was shaking her head.

I found Momma in her bed with old Sophie sitting in a

chair beside her. Momma acted drunk but Grandma Sophie, like

the eighth wonder of the world, spoke.

“The doctor gave her a shot for her nerves,” she said.

Under the circumstances, Grandma Sophie seemed fine, bet-

ter than she had in my whole life. “Go and tell your aunt that I

want to speak with her, child, would you please do that for me?”

Timmy ran off for Aunt Carol and Henry and I followed

Sophie, who walked slowly back to her own room and crawled

up on her bed.

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