How 'bout making me
a little loan?"
Mama started passing around the pies and cakes. All the
laughing and talking died down for a few minutes as we raked the
bones and scraps to one side of our plates to make room for the
sweets.
Dorris was the first one to start talking again.
"Clyde, your girl up and got married!"
"Which one? You know I had me several when I left here!"
"I'm talking about Lucille."
"Oh, Lucille! Yeah, Mama wrote me about her and Ollie Goode
jumping the broom. Too bad. You can tell I'm plain heartbroken,
can't you?"
"Ah, I tell y'all, the Goodes had an infare to end all
infares!"
"What was so special about it, Mama?"
"Folks told that Mrs. Goode baked five different layer cakes,
and then she thought that wouldn't make a big enough show. So, at
the last minute, just before Ollie brought his bride home, she
dashed in and iced three stacks of corn bread to make them look
like three more layer cakes sitting on the sideboard!"
"Sure enough, Mama?" Gertie asked.
"That's what they told on Mrs.
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