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June 19, 2005

Tanya: Promises

Her mother's dying wish was that she make peace with the old man, and she was determined to somehow manage it.

So she let him sleep it off, arriving with hot water and a glass of whiskey when she heard him stir. When he woke she would tell him that breakfast was ready -she had worked extra hours at the Johnsons' to afford the eggs- already knowing that his first words would criticize her cooking.

She had adored him once, and willed that feeling to return. But she kept an old baling hook from the barn nearby, just the same.

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