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Show Go Love/168 She was crying, I could hear it in her voice. "How else will you know." "So what happened." "Nothing I was afraid he'd hurt me. And I was afraid he'd hurt you." "Am I like him?" Lara smiled in Mama's lap, grasped curls, double handfuls of hair of black hair and made bird sounds "He stalked us once as a mailman. He'd come to kidnap you " The saddest light I've ever seen haloed the house across the street I knew I'd always remember how it was. "You told me he was dead. Remember the mummy?" "I'm sorry," she cried. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I can't take this baloney, Joey. You break my heart. What do you want? What do you want me to give you?" She got up and stumbled through the back door with my daughter in tow, banged her shoulder while climbing the steep steps. The bathroom light flipped on and I could see her outline through the glass, taking the pills, washing them down. Then the light went out and the sad light washed over the white frame house which was that week being prepared for a new bride and groom. Soon they'd cross the threshold and the curtains would be drawn and it would all begin again. O.W. shakes an elderly woman's hand. His black boots reflect the ceiling's fake light. Davey sits in a folding chair beside Dora as Shurl walks in to direct the viewing ceremony in a mauve dress printed with purple iris. She nods at me, the look on her face neither here nor there People are taking seats. Anything at all could happen in Lonoke on viewing day Mama'd know how to run this show. She'd be dressed in white lace with her black hair shining on her shoulders, that |