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She was going home, and anything that would take...
5:26 AM, Wednesday, January 27, 2010
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She was going home, and
anything that would take her there was fine"Climb up on those feed
sacks, Pansy She was as silent as Will on the long drive to Tara,
drinking in the remembered quiet of the countryside, refreshing herself
with it
The air was new-washed, and the afternoon sun was warm on her
shouldersShe'd been right to come homeTara would give her the
sanctuary she needed, and with Mammy she'd be able to find a way to
repair her ruined worldShe leaned forward as they turned onto the
familiar drive, smiling in anticipationBut when the house came in
sight, she let out a cry of despair"Will, what happened?" The chanel replica front
of Tara was covered by vines, ugly cords hung with dead leaves; four
windows had sagging shutters, two had no shutters at all"Nothing
happened except summer, ScarlettI do the fixing up for the house in
winter when there's no crops to tendI'll be starting on those
shutters in a few more weeksIt's not October yet
"Oh, Will, why on earth won't you let me give you some money?
You could hire some helpWhy, you can see the brick through the
whitewashIt looks downright trashy Will's reply was patient
"There's no help to be had for love nor moneyThose that wants work
has plenty of it, and those that don't wouldn't do me no balenciaga handbags hobo good
We make out all right, Big Sam and meYour money ain't needed
Scarlett bit her lip and swallowed the words she wanted to sayShe
had run up against Will's pride often before, and she knew that he was
unbendableHe was right that the crops and the stock had to come
firstTheir demands couldn't be put off; a fresh coat of whitewash
couldShe could see the fields now, stretching out behind the
house
They were weedless, newly harrowed, and there was a faint, rich smell
of the manure tilled in to prepare them for the next plantingThe red
earth looked warm and fertile, and she relaxedThis was the heart of
Tara, the soul"You're pasha cartier right," she said to WillThe door to the
house flew open, and the porch filled with peopleSuellen stood in
front, holding her youngest child in her arms above the swollen belly
that strained the seams of her faded cotton dressHer shawl had
fallen down over one arm
Scarlett forced a gaiety she didn't feel"Good Lord, Will, is Suellen
having another baby? You're going to have to build on some more
rooms"We're still trying for a boy He lifted a
hand in greeting to his wife and three daughtersScarlett waved too,
wishing she'd thought to buy some toys to bring the childrenOh,
Lord, look at all of them
Scarlett's eyes ran over the omega seamaster orange other faces, searching out the black ones
Prissy was there; Wade and Ella were hiding behind her skirts
and Big Sam's wife, Delilah, holding the spoon she must have been
stirring with There was-what was her name?-oh, yes, Lutie, the
Tara
children's mammyBut where was Mammy? Scarlett called out to her
children"Hello, darlings, Mother's here Then she turned back to
Will, put a hand on his arm"Where's Mammy, Will? She's not so old
that she can't come to meet me Fear pinched the words in Scarlett's
throat"She's sick in bed, Scarlett Scarlett jumped down from the
still-moving wagon, stumbled, caught herself and ran to the miu miu leather black coffer bag hou
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