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"But I want her to know me, WillI never told her...Friday, February 5, 2010
"But I want her to know me, WillI never told her how much she means to me "You'll have your chanceLots of times she's different, knows everybody Knows she's dying, tooThese times are betterNow you come on with meEverybody's waiting for youDelilah listens out for Mammy from the kitchen Scarlett allowed Will to help her to her feet She was numb all over, even her heartShe followed him silently to the living roomSuellen started immediately to berate her, taking up her complaints where she had left off, but Will hushed her "Scarlett's suffered a deep blow, Sue, leave her alone He poured whiskey into a glass and placed it in Scarlett's handIt burned the familiar path through pink gucci bag her body, dulling her painShe held out her empty glass to Will, and he poured some more whiskey into it"Hello, darlings," she said to her children, "come give Mother a hug Scarlett heard her own voice; it sounded as if it belonged to someone else, but at least it was saying the right thing She spent all the time she could in Mammy's room, at Mammy's side She had fastened all her hopes on the comfort of Mammy's arms around her, but now it was her strong young arms that held the dying old black womanScarlett lifted the wasted form to bathe Mammy, to change Mammy's linen, to help her when breathing was too hard, to coax a few spoonfuls of broth between her lipsShe sang the swiss replica rolex lullabies Mammy had so often sung to her, and when Mammy talked in delirium to Scarlett's dead mother, Scarlett answered with the words she thought her mother might have saidSometimes Mammy's rheumy eyes recognized her, and the old woman's cracked lips smiled at the sight of her favoriteThen her quavering voice would scold Scarlett, as she had scolded her since Scarlett was a baby"Your hair looks purely a mess, Miss Scarlett, now you go brush a hundred strokes like Mammy taught you Or, "You ain't got no call to be wearing a frock all crumpled up like thatGo put on something fresh before folks see you Or, "You looks pale as a ghost, Miss ScarlettIs you putting powder on gucci women your face? Wash it off this minute Whatever Mammy commanded, Scarlett promised to do There was never time enough to obey before Mammy slid back into unconsciousness, or that other world where Scarlett did not exist During the day and evening Suellen or Lutie or even Will would share the work of the sickroom, and Scarlett could snatch a half hour's sleep, curled in the sagging rocking chairBut at night Scarlett kept solitary vigilShe lowered the flame in the oil lamp and held Mammy's thin dry hand in hersWhile the house slept and Mammy slept, she was able at last to cry, and her heartbroken tears eased her pain a little Once, in the small quiet hour before dawn, Mammy louis vuitton wallet woke"What for is you weeping, honey?" she whispered"Old Mammy is ready to lay down her load and rest in the arms of the LordThere ain't no call to take on so Her hand stirred in Scarlett's, freed itself, stroked Scarlett's bent head Nothing's so bad as you think "I'm sorry," she sobbed, "I just can't stop crying Mammy's bent fingers pushed Scarlett's tangled hair away from her face"Tell old Mammy what's troubling her lamb Scarlett looked into the old, wise, loving eyes and felt the most profound pain she had ever known"I've done everything wrong, MammyI don't know how I could have made so many mistakes "Miss Scarlett, you done what you had to doCan't nobody do chanel wholesale purse more than that

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