Carrying Mason (2011)
“She headed straight to her yard and started deadheading the roses. That was usually a signal that she had tough day. Mason told me once or twice that when Ruby Day felt angry or sad she would work in her garden until she felt better. I stood at the kitchen window and watched her. A whole half hour went by until I went outside. Gosh, it was warm that afternoon—even for mid-September.
“Ruby Day, are you okay?” I knelt down next to her.
“No, Luna. I am not okay today. Two girls laughed at me when I dropped a can of pork and beans on my toe.”
“Pork and beans? Was it one them extra-big cans? Did you get hurt?”
She shook her head. “I don’t know. I didn’t look, because those girls made me cry, and I needed to hide my eyes.”
“Is that all that happened?”
“Uhm huh, except … except what Mr. Haskell said.”
“What did Mr. Haskell say?” I patted her back.
She yanked at a clump of brown grass and tossed it over her shoulder. “He said he was giving me more money in my paycheck.”
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