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Show -15'- - Peppermint Mcnaay Anthropology affected him that way. "We wouldn't have moved if Russ had lived. We would have talked about it, but we wouldn't have gone. Russ needed the quiet surroundings he had here. He needed the open outdoors, mountain air, and people he knew around him. The doctors told us not to move whien Russ was alive." Ma paused searching for the words that would convince us. There was an eager light in her eyes too, and she looked younger. She looked excited for the first time in a long time. "Russ is gone now. This place almost haunts me without him here. I think the move would be good for all of us. We could make a fresh start." Pa nodded and I could tell he was proud of ma's speech. I didn't want to make a fresh start though. I liked quiet surroundings and mountain air too. I liked knowing everybody in town and having them know me. Sure there was Renae and Billy who I wouldn't miss. I had a feeling there were Renaes and Billys everywhere. I would find someone just as bad in Chicago. Since there were so many more people, I would probably find more of them. "Your mother could go back to college or get a job she enjoyed. She couldn't do that here." I had heard there was an opening for a teller at the bank, but I didn't think that was the kind of job ma had in mind. She was liberated enough to want bank president. She would never get a job around here that she liked, she would be too choosy. No matter what Jason and I thought, it was too late. We were going to move. "But this is our home. You were raised here, pa." Jason's lip was quivering and I knew the tears would follow. I wanted to cry but I was too angry. I was angry at pa and ma and life. Nothing was fair. It |