Letters to Missy Violet
“She said she would go with me to see Miss Petty. We didn’t let Charles know about our plan. But Mama found out about it and told Arma Jean and me, “Leave that poor soul alone!” She said the safe thing to do would be to let her ask Miss Petty. But will she listen to Mama?
Mama approached Miss Petty at church one Sunday. Arma Jean and I were watching as Mama walked up to the piano. Miss Petty flinched when she heard Mama behind her. “Good mornin’, Merlene. How you this fine Sunday mornin’?” Mama ...said in a real easy voice, and Miss Petty looked up at Mama over the top of her spectacles.
“Merlene? She don’t look like a Merlene,” Arma Jean whispered.
“I think that’s a nice name,” I whispered back to Arma Jean.
“Yeah, but Merlene? She look more like a Lula or an Oola or somethin’,” Arma Jean said a little loud, and Mama turned around and gave us a hard look.
“How do!” Miss Petty answered, and snatched a handkerchief out of her pocketbook and started polishing the piano keys.MoreLess
Mama approached Miss Petty at church one Sunday. Arma Jean and I were watching as Mama walked up to the piano. Miss Petty flinched when she heard Mama behind her. “Good mornin’, Merlene. How you this fine Sunday mornin’?” Mama ...said in a real easy voice, and Miss Petty looked up at Mama over the top of her spectacles.
“Merlene? She don’t look like a Merlene,” Arma Jean whispered.
“I think that’s a nice name,” I whispered back to Arma Jean.
“Yeah, but Merlene? She look more like a Lula or an Oola or somethin’,” Arma Jean said a little loud, and Mama turned around and gave us a hard look.
“How do!” Miss Petty answered, and snatched a handkerchief out of her pocketbook and started polishing the piano keys.MoreLess
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