Reincarnation

Solitary Sojourner

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excerpt from Part I

Mary Frances and Lena Rae started bringing steaming mashed potatoes, crisp fried okra, boiling-hot string-beans, and golden creamed corn out to the table. Mawmaw Sledge went inside to change out of her Sunday best so as to help Alice Fae, Emma Lee, and Augusta Mae finish the chicken-frying and make white flour gravy from the chicken dripping. Bernard and Garland let Nubbin tag along while they cut melons from the vine. Papa Sledge took off his black coat, but left his tan broad-brimmed hat on so as to keep the sun off his bald head. He oversaw the girls who brought out the different dishes, while he drank his cold beer with the gusto of a man with years of scrub sand lodged in his throat. With one eye to heaven and the other on the table, he savored the bitter-sweet drink.

"Where in the Lord's good name is the chicken and the gravy?"

excerpt from Part II

Where Miss Jones stopped I couldn't say. I stormed out of the office hot under the collar, and repeatedly called that administrative assistant a treacherous bitch under my breath. She had made it very plain through insinuation that if I didn't suck up to her, then I could kiss my career as a graduate student good-bye. Oh yes, there were male graduate stud ents who would be her escort to a special dinner, a certain concert, or who even wanted to be seen with her around campus. Of course, whoever said Richard Geere had the monopoly on playing the role as the sole American Gigolo? And even then he had had that gorgeous Lauren Hutton to hang out with, not some middle-aged wannabe old hag.

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