Umber (45.4 — Brigid O’Tooles’s Story)

July 21, 2012 § Leave a comment

So, Leroy did come back to Vera after all.

I introduced myself to the old woman.

“And your name is Mrs…? I queried.

“Miss O’Toole,” she answered.

She turned back toward the mirror, and, apparently forgetting all about me, began talking to her reflection again.

“Oh, sister, Miss Vera’s husband is a blasphemer!  Papa will be so angry if he finds out.  Don’t tell him, no, don’t tell him.  What happened, you ask?  Well, the priest from Kearney, Father Hoolihan, came up to Laramie for a visit, and Miss Vera invited him to dinner.  She set the table so prettily, and cooked for hours.  I put the wee child in her best dress, the one with the pink rosebuds.

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