Like the Sopranos, only no Mafia.
Jun 26, 2006
The Bottom Line Okay, seriously? There is no damn Bottom Line, genius.
I dont wanna wear the hood tonight, Mama.
My mama looked at me like I said somethin bad about Jesus. Laurie
I dont wanna wear it! Its hot and I cant breathe. And I can yell just as good without it. I stomped my foot at her. It aint easy to stomp in them poncho-lookin things we gotta wear, either, so I thought she would know I meant business.
She didnt. Laurie, sweetie, I know you aint too into all this stuff your father makes us do. I aint into it either, Im with you. But all you gotta do is hold the sign this time. You dont gotta yell or walk much. Cant you breathe in that hood just standin straight?
I rolled my eyes, sighed real hard. Looked at her all angry for awhile. But she was fixin her hair in the mirror, couldnt see me and wasnt lookin. Mama, I said after she was ignorin me a few seconds. I dont feel so good. I think Ill stay home tonight if thats okay with you.
My two favorite ladies! My daddy came in the house so happy he was about ready to start skippin. He gave mama a big kiss on the cheek and picked me up like a little girl, sittin me on his shoulder (hes a big strong man, so he can do things like that). We all set to go to the rally?
Lauries sayin shes sick but I bet shed feel a whole lot better after a Fudge-sickle, my mama said. I could see in the mirror she was smilin at me; when she saw me see her, she winked.
Youre right, he said, tryin to sound serious. But I could see him smilin in the mirror and that made me smile too, even though I was tryin to look sick. Laurie, how bout we stop by Andys on the way there for a couple Fudge-sickles? You can tell me bout your day.
That woulda been enough to get me smilin even if I werent already. Really?
If thats what makes you happy, baby. I need my girls to be happy with me at my rally tonight! He ruffled mamas hair and she giggled. He says she sounds like me when she giggles and that makes him giggle too.
Is Helen Gardner gonna be there tonight? I been waitin a full week to get that chicken pot pie recipe from her, mama asked, and started fixin her hair again.
Daddy made a face at her. Ann
I know, I know 'Ann, its a rally, for chrissakes, not a garden party! But I just have to have that recipe before the church dinner! She piled her hair up on her head, looked like one of them ladies in Daddys nasty magazines.
Ann, you gotta keep it to rally-type business tonight. Please? Last time you started askin about the Simmons girls tomatoes and I was up there makin a speech!
She rolled her eyes. You never let me have fun at these things, Willy.
William, its William tonight. Cant let those people get to thinkin I dont take this seriously, right, Laurie? He pinched my cheek and then looked up, lookin kinda surprised. Laurie wheres your hood?
I dont wanna wear it. Its hot and I cant breathe.
Sweetie, if William Gordons kid was seen at a rally without her uniform But that wasnt workin and he could tell. He sat me in a chair and looked me right in the eye, and when I tried to look away he turned me to face him. Laurie, you gotta do this for me, okay? You gotta make us look good or the whole things gonna be for nothin.
Well I cant stand when Daddy gets like that with me cause I can never tell him no to anything. So I reached over and put my hood on, and he held me in front of the mirror so I could see.
Thats my little pretty ghost girl there, he whispered in my ear and I giggled. See them eyes? Thosere my little pretty ghost girls big pretty blue eyes. He took the point of my hood and made it stand up straight, sayin, thats my pretty little dunce-cap ghost girl right there, but she aint no dunce! When people ask where the prettiest girl at the rally is, I can point right at you, cause you gotta be the only girl there with such big pretty blue eyes.
Stop it, William, youre gonna spoil her rotten, my mama scolded him, smacking his arm with her hand.
I cant help it that my daughters the cutest little girl in the whole state of Alabama! He pinched my cheek again through the hood. You look just like a lady on her wedding day in your pretty white dress whichll soon be covered in chocolate from one of Andys Fudge-sickles.
Here, honey. This signs yours. Mama handed me a big cardboard square painted white with a big black symbol on it.
It looks like a spider, I said to Daddy. With four of its legs missin.
It dont matter what it looks like, that things gonna save us in Heaven, Daddy muttered to himself.
Oh, William, quit puttin ideas in her head. The rallies are one thing, but let the poor kid think for herself.
What did that mean, Daddy? I asked.
He smiled and turned back to face me. Didnt mean a thing, sweetie. Lets go.
And when the chocolate was runnin down my chin later, I thought, I have the greatest daddy in the world.