Come on, honey, there's two fresh spoons of sugar...
Come on, honey, there's two fresh spoons of sugar in itYou don't want to keep Jesus waiting for Rebekah to say
thank
You, do you? That don't set too well in HeavenThe sweetened milk tasted better than anything
she'd
tasted in weeksWhen it was all gone she rubbed her mouth with the
back of her hand to erase the milk mustache"I'm mighty hungry,
Rebekah, could I have something to eat?" The big black woman
nodded
"Just a second," she said
Then she closed her eyes and put her palms together in prayerHer
lips moved silently and she rocked back and forth, giving thanks in an
intimate talk with her LordWhen she finished, she pulled the
coverlet up over Scarlett's shoulders and tucked it around themThe medicine in the milk was laudanum
Scarlett tossed fitfully while she sleptWhen she thrashed off gucci backpack the
coverlet, Rebekah tucked her in again and stroked her forehead until
the lines of distress were soothed awayBut Rebekah could do
nothing
about the dreamsThey were disjointed, chaotic, fragments of
Scarlett's memories and fearsThere was hunger, the never-ending
desperate hunger of the bad days at TaraAnd Yankee soldiers,
coming
closer and closer to Atlanta, looming in the shadows of the piazza
outside her window, handling her and whispering that her legs would
have to come off, sprawling in a pool of blood on the floor at Tara,
the blood spurting, spreading, becoming a torrent of red that rose into
a mountainous wave higher and still higher over a screaming small
ScarlettAnd there was cold, with ice covering trees and shrivelling
flowers and forming a shell around her so that she black chanel handbag couldn't move and
couldn't be heard although she was calling "Rhett, Rhett, Rhett come
back" inside the icicles that were falling from her lipsHer mother
passed through her dream, and Scarlett smelled lemon verbena, but
Ellen
never spokeGerald O'Hara jumped a fence, then another, then fence
after fence into infinity, sitting backwards on a shining white
stallion that was singing with Gerald in a human voice about Scarlett
in a Low Back'd CarThe voices changed, became women's voices,
became
hushedShe couldn't hear what they were sayingScarlett licked her
dry lips and opened her eyesOh, she looks so
worried, poor thing"Don't be frightened," Scarlett said hoarsely
"She been having a nightmare," said Rebekah"The bad dreams are
all
over now, ScarlettThe doctor said you're going to be well chloe white in no time
at all Anne Hampton's dark eyes were shining with earnestness
Eleanor Butler's face appeared over her shoulder"We've come to
take
you home, my dear," she said"This is ridiculous," Scarlett
complained"I can perfectly well walk Rebekah clamped a hand on
her shoulder and continued to push the wheelchair slowly along the
crushed oyster-shell road"I feel like a fool," grumbled Scarlett,
but she slumped back in the chairHer head was throbbing with sharp
dagger-like painsThe rainstorm had brought back weather suitable
for
FebruaryThe air was crisp, with a bite in the wind that was still
blowingAt least Miss Eleanor brought my fur cape, she thoughtI
must have had a mighty close call if I'm allowed to wear the furs she
thought were so showy"Where is Rhett? Why isn't he taking prada replica handbags me
home?"
"I wouldn't let him go out again," said Mrs"I sent
for our doctor and told Manigo to put Rhett straight to bedHe was
blue with cold Anne spoke quietly, bending near Scarlett's ear
"Miss Eleanor was alarmed when the storm came up so suddenlyWe
rushed from the Home to the mooring basin and when they said the
boat
hadn't come back she got frantic
I doubt that she sat down once all afternoon, she was just pacing back
and forth on the piazza looking out into the rain Under a nice roof,
thought Scarlett impatientlyIt's all well and good, for Anne to
sound so concerned for Miss Eleanor, but she wasn t the one freezing
to
death! "My son told me you worked a miracle tending his wife," Miss
Eleanor said to Rebekah"I don't know how we'll ever thank you
"Wasn't me, Missus, it was the good chloe dior Lord