![]() When you were the only boy smashed between four sisters, and the older two had despised you ever since you stopped letting them dress you up and wheel you around in their rusty old doll carriage, and the littlest one.cried if you looked at ther cross-eyed, it was nice to have somebody who worshiped you. ![]() She was going on seven, and she worshiped him, which was OK sometimes. The place was so rattly that it screeched whenever you put your foot down, but Jess had found that if you tiptoed, it gave only a low moan, and he could usually get outdoors without waking Momma or Ellie or Brenda or Joyce Ann. He had to be the fastest-not one of the fastest or next to the fastest, but the fastest. He figured if he worked at itand Lord, had he worked-he could be- the fastest runner in the fifth grade when school opened up. gotten up early every day all summer to run. May Belle smiled and snuggled down under the- sheet. He patted May Belle's hair and yanked the twisted sheet up to her small chin. ![]() Momma would be mad as flies in a fruit jar if they woke her up this time of day. He didn't worry about a shirt because once he began running he would be hot as popping grease even if the morning air was chill, or shoes because the, bottoms of his feet were by now as tough as his worn-out sneakers.Įre you going, Jess?" May Belle lifted herself up sleepily from the double bed where she and Joyce Ann slept. Jess slid out of bed and into his overalls. ![]() Ba-room, ba-room, ba-room, baripity, baripity, baripity, baripity-Good. ![]()
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