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Wagons and buggies and
carriages were sunk in...
| Wagons and buggies and
carriages were sunk in mudTheir drivers cursed the rain, the
streets, their horses, the other drivers in their wayThere was
shouting and the sound of whips cracking, and the noise of people
There were always crowds of people at Five Points, people hurrying,
arguing, complaining, laughingFive Points was turbulent with life,
with push, with energyFive Points was the Atlanta Scarlett lovedToday Five Points was in her way, Atlanta was holding
her backI've got to make that train, I'll die if I miss it, I've got
to get to Mammy and Tara or I'll break down"Elias," she yelled, "I
don't care if you whip the horses to death, I don't care if you run
over every single person chloe bay bag camel on the street Her
horses were the strongest, her coachman the most skillful, her
carriage
the best that money could buyNothing better get in her way,
nothing
She made the train with time to spareThere was a loud burst of
steamScarlett held her breath, listening for the first clunking
revolution of the wheels that meant the train was movingAnd the rattling, shaking of the
carShe was on her way at lastEverything was going to be all
rightShe was going home to TaraShe pictured it, sunny and bright,
the white house gleaming, glistening green leaves of cape jasmine
bushes studded with perfect, waxen white blossomsHeavy dark rain
sluiced down the window beside her when the train left the men's gold gucci watches station, but
no matterAt Tara there'd be a fire in the living room, crackling
from pine cones thrown onto the logs, and the curtains would be
drawn,
shutting out the rain and the darkness and the worldShe'd lay her
head on Mammy's soft broad bosom and tell her all the horrible things
that had happenedThen she'd be able to think, to work everything
out
Hissing steam and squealing wheels jerked Scarlett's head
upright
Was this Jonesboro already? She must have dozed off, and no
wonder, as
tired as she wasShe hadn't been able to sleep for two nights, even
with the brandy to calm her nerves
No, the station was Rough and ReadyStill an hour to JonesboroAt
least the rain had stopped; there was swiss replica rolex watch even a patch of blue sky up
aheadMaybe the sun was shining at TaraShe imagined the
entrance
rive, the dark cedars that bordered it, then the wide green lawn and
the beloved house on top of the low hillScarlett sighed heavily
Her sister Suellen was the lady of the house at Tara now
Ha! Cry-baby of the house was more like itAll Suellen ever did was
whine, it was all she'd ever done, ever since they were childrenAnd
she had her own children now, whiny little girls just like she used to
beScarlett's children were at Tara, tooShe'd sent
them with Prissy, their nursemaid, when she got the news that Melanie
was dyingProbably she should have had them with her at Melanie's
funeralThat gave all silver rolex daytona watches the old cats in Atlanta one more thing to
gossip about, what an unnatural mother she wasLet them talk all
they
likedShe couldn't have gotten through those terrible days and nights
after Melly's death if she'd had Wade and Ella to cope with tooShe
wouldn't think about them, that's allShe was going home, to Tara
and
to Mammy, and she simply wouldn't let herself think about things that
would upset herLord knows, I've got more than enough to upset me
without dragging them in, tooHer head drooped
and her eyes closed"Jonesboro, ma'am," said the conductor
Scarlett
blinked, sat straight She looked around the car for
Pansy and her valisesI'll skin that girl alive if she's wandered off
to chanel flap bag in canvas another |
Posted: 7:02 AM, Thursday, January 21, 2010 |
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