"Oh, my God!" she gasped, and backed away. I started talking again, softly, persuasively to convince her that nothing was wrong and I meant no harm.
But as I spoke I could tell her mind was wandering. She looked around vaguely, put her hand to her mouth and groaned as she looked at me again.
"The house is such a mess," she said. "I wasn't expecting company. Look at those windows, and that woodwork over there."
"That's all right, Ma. Don't worry about it." "I've got to wax those floors again. It's got to be clean."
She noticed some fingermarks on the door and taking up her washrag she scrubbed them away.
When she looked up and saw me watching her, she frowned. "Have you come about the electric bill?"
Before I could say no, she wagged her finger, scolding,
"I intend to send a check out the first of the month, but my husband is out of town on business.
I told them all they don't have to worry about the money, because my daughter gets paid this week, and we'll be able to take care of all our bills.
So there's no need bothering me for money." "Is she your only child? Don't you have any other children?"
She started, and then her eyes looked far away. "I had a boy. So brilliant that all the other mothers were jealous of him.
And they put the evil eye on him. They called it the I.Q. but it was the evil-I.Q.
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