All the Way Home (2012)
“Julia had made sandwiches, slices of ham with cloves on homemade bread. Loretta would have loved this, Mariel thought, the hot mustard, the sour pickle, but she was too excited to eat.
Was that the word, excited?
No, she was afraid. She could feel her heartbeat in her throat and a wave of sickness in her stomach. Now that she was going to see the hospital, all she could think about was her chipmunk-safe bedroom and missing Loretta.
Julia’s soft voice and the rumble of Claude’s carried through t...he open kitchen window. The radio was playing Loretta’s favorite song. There were no real words to it, just Glenn Miller’s sweet music. Mariel closed her eyes, listening to it.
Then Claude must have turned the dial to the sports news. This weekend the Dodgers would play a doubleheader with Chicago to make up for the rainout. “They’ll have to take those games if they want to win the pennant,” Claude told Julia over the voice of the announcer.
Next to Mariel, Brick wiped a streak of mustard off his finger.MoreLess
Was that the word, excited?
No, she was afraid. She could feel her heartbeat in her throat and a wave of sickness in her stomach. Now that she was going to see the hospital, all she could think about was her chipmunk-safe bedroom and missing Loretta.
Julia’s soft voice and the rumble of Claude’s carried through t...he open kitchen window. The radio was playing Loretta’s favorite song. There were no real words to it, just Glenn Miller’s sweet music. Mariel closed her eyes, listening to it.
Then Claude must have turned the dial to the sports news. This weekend the Dodgers would play a doubleheader with Chicago to make up for the rainout. “They’ll have to take those games if they want to win the pennant,” Claude told Julia over the voice of the announcer.
Next to Mariel, Brick wiped a streak of mustard off his finger.MoreLess
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