Saturday, July 23, 2011

WHEN ARE YOU COMING?

"When are you coming, Mama?" I would ask, my small voice echoing off the cold tile. When are you coming? I would whisper my answer: "By God!" That was all I had to go by: Dr. Ghosh's declaration the time I'd first wandered in there and he'd come looking for me and had stared at the picture of St. Teresa over my shoulders; he lifted me in his strong arms and said in that voice of his that was every bit a match for the autoclave: "She is CUM-MING, by God!"

1 comment:

  1. I see you are a reader of STONE as well. Bates made the suggestion and I've been reading ever since. Was so relieved to get past the birth of the twins. What a writer!

    Carole Ann

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