Darkest Hour
“Hello." The women all nodded and smiled. I turned and walked out slowly. Before I reached the door, they had picked up where they had left off as if I hadn't even been there. Slowly, I started back toward Eugenia's room. I stopped when I saw Emily coming down the stairs.
"We can't find Eugenia's wheelchair," I cried. "I've asked everyone and looked everywhere." She pulled herself up abruptly and smirked.
"You should have asked me first. When Papa's gone, no one knows as much about The M...eadows as I do. Certainly not Mamma," she added.
"Oh Emily, you know where it is. Thank goodness. Well, where is it then?" "It's in the toolshed. Henry noticed something wrong with a wheel or an axle. Some such thing. I'm sure it's fixed by now. He just forgot to bring it back." "Henry wouldn't forget something like that," I thought aloud. Emily hated to be contradicted.
"Well then, he didn't forget and it's in her room.MoreLess
"We can't find Eugenia's wheelchair," I cried. "I've asked everyone and looked everywhere." She pulled herself up abruptly and smirked.
"You should have asked me first. When Papa's gone, no one knows as much about The M...eadows as I do. Certainly not Mamma," she added.
"Oh Emily, you know where it is. Thank goodness. Well, where is it then?" "It's in the toolshed. Henry noticed something wrong with a wheel or an axle. Some such thing. I'm sure it's fixed by now. He just forgot to bring it back." "Henry wouldn't forget something like that," I thought aloud. Emily hated to be contradicted.
"Well then, he didn't forget and it's in her room.MoreLess
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