MIZ FLOSSIE MAE WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE
I didn’t know what happened to me that morning but I was tired. I guess it was a tired as I never felt before. I guess it was like when mama would say; “Child I am bone weary, so tired I must just lie down here for a minute”. She would tell me that and go for a nap sometimes when she didn’t make me go to bed; I guess she did feel like I felt. “Come on baby child. I have to get your daddy’s dinner out to the field before he starves.” Mama said as she pulled at me to go out the door as she... Sign in to see full entry.