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.She told the story of the suicide of Mr.McCann; then she spent the rest of the evening telling about the deaths and death scares that had happened at her houses, beginning with the man who died in flagrante at Louise Jackson’s house over a half a century ago.Then she told about a wealthy man from the North who’d stayed on the third floor on Dauphine Street, his ticker so bad that he could hardly make it up the stairs, drinking himself into a stupor every night until Norma telegraphed his family and put him on a train home.She remembered another man who was under doctor’s orders not to screw because his heart was so bad.He was a trick all right—he’d tricked her into letting Terry give him a blow job.When she heard a few days later that he’d died, she wondered what she would have done had he died there on Conti Street—rolled him out into the alley and waited for someone to discover him?All she could think about was death.She put the machine away.She needed to face reality: She had no love and she had no work.She couldn’t stand this any longer, not knowing when he would come home.She couldn’t bear to be in the woods, so afraid, one more day.It was time to make a move.Wayne was furious when she told him.They’d had a bitter argument about his staying out all night again, and Norma had said, “You’re not leaving me alone in these damned woods.” Then she told him she was going to sell the place.“I’ve put my heart and soul into it, Norma,” he said angrily.He loved the property, and he was hurt.They fought some more.Norma told him how she’d followed him since he’d started working with Eddie and come home with beer on his breath.She’d disguised herself and sat in a bar in Biloxi; she’d followed him once to New Orleans and questioned the barmaids.“Those motherfucking barmaids,” she said.Norma didn’t understand how Wayne could love the property and not want to leave it when he was hardly there anymore.“You always said I could go, Norma.”Norma didn’t seem to hear him.“We’ll find another piece of property that you can love.We’ve just got to get rid of this property.I’m telling you, Wayne,” she said miserably, “I can’t be out here alone.”She was just getting back at him; she knew how much he loved this land and the house he’d built.But Mississippi isn’t a community property state.The property was in Norma’s name, like everything else, and he’d let her do it that way.He had no one to blame but himself.Nevertheless, he told her he wouldn’t agree to sell the place unless they could make a killing, knowing full well he wouldn’t get a dime out of it if she didn’t want him to.But she agreed.They sat together in silence after that.To Norma selling the property was another way to control him if he dared to run around on her.She could do it to Mac, but even now no one ran around on Norma Wallace.CHAPTER TWENTYObsessionThese days Rose Mary Miorana ran an operation out of Kenner, a suburb of New Orleans, calling girls to meet men at a swank apartment on St.Charles Avenue.She made a living, but she had no ambition to run a large call-girl operation or have a house or be in the life in any way.She wanted, more than anything, to have a baby and live quietly in the suburbs.But it wasn’t easy.Problems with pernicious anemia had prevented her from getting pregnant for years during her first marriage.When she met Sidney Scallan, who became her second husband, she had been praying in earnest for a child, boy or girl, ill or insane or crippled—none of that mattered.She would take care of it and devote her life to her child.God answered her prayers and delivered her a test of their sincerity: Rose Mary’s baby was born with cerebral palsy.Rose Mary, Sidney, and Sidney Jr., the baby, lived on Georgetown Drive in Kenner.Rose Mary stayed home with her baby while Sidney worked as a butcher at a nearby grocery store.They became friends with their next-door neighbors, Bill and Elaine Newton, who had four children.During the day Rose Mary and Elaine would get together and talk babies.Both brunettes, they dyed their hair blond.On weekends Bill and Sidney barbecued.Rose Mary kept her promise to be a devoted mother.She took little Sidney to the best doctors and learned from physical therapists how to work with him; she went to her church for help raising money when he needed surgery [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.She told the story of the suicide of Mr.McCann; then she spent the rest of the evening telling about the deaths and death scares that had happened at her houses, beginning with the man who died in flagrante at Louise Jackson’s house over a half a century ago.Then she told about a wealthy man from the North who’d stayed on the third floor on Dauphine Street, his ticker so bad that he could hardly make it up the stairs, drinking himself into a stupor every night until Norma telegraphed his family and put him on a train home.She remembered another man who was under doctor’s orders not to screw because his heart was so bad.He was a trick all right—he’d tricked her into letting Terry give him a blow job.When she heard a few days later that he’d died, she wondered what she would have done had he died there on Conti Street—rolled him out into the alley and waited for someone to discover him?All she could think about was death.She put the machine away.She needed to face reality: She had no love and she had no work.She couldn’t stand this any longer, not knowing when he would come home.She couldn’t bear to be in the woods, so afraid, one more day.It was time to make a move.Wayne was furious when she told him.They’d had a bitter argument about his staying out all night again, and Norma had said, “You’re not leaving me alone in these damned woods.” Then she told him she was going to sell the place.“I’ve put my heart and soul into it, Norma,” he said angrily.He loved the property, and he was hurt.They fought some more.Norma told him how she’d followed him since he’d started working with Eddie and come home with beer on his breath.She’d disguised herself and sat in a bar in Biloxi; she’d followed him once to New Orleans and questioned the barmaids.“Those motherfucking barmaids,” she said.Norma didn’t understand how Wayne could love the property and not want to leave it when he was hardly there anymore.“You always said I could go, Norma.”Norma didn’t seem to hear him.“We’ll find another piece of property that you can love.We’ve just got to get rid of this property.I’m telling you, Wayne,” she said miserably, “I can’t be out here alone.”She was just getting back at him; she knew how much he loved this land and the house he’d built.But Mississippi isn’t a community property state.The property was in Norma’s name, like everything else, and he’d let her do it that way.He had no one to blame but himself.Nevertheless, he told her he wouldn’t agree to sell the place unless they could make a killing, knowing full well he wouldn’t get a dime out of it if she didn’t want him to.But she agreed.They sat together in silence after that.To Norma selling the property was another way to control him if he dared to run around on her.She could do it to Mac, but even now no one ran around on Norma Wallace.CHAPTER TWENTYObsessionThese days Rose Mary Miorana ran an operation out of Kenner, a suburb of New Orleans, calling girls to meet men at a swank apartment on St.Charles Avenue.She made a living, but she had no ambition to run a large call-girl operation or have a house or be in the life in any way.She wanted, more than anything, to have a baby and live quietly in the suburbs.But it wasn’t easy.Problems with pernicious anemia had prevented her from getting pregnant for years during her first marriage.When she met Sidney Scallan, who became her second husband, she had been praying in earnest for a child, boy or girl, ill or insane or crippled—none of that mattered.She would take care of it and devote her life to her child.God answered her prayers and delivered her a test of their sincerity: Rose Mary’s baby was born with cerebral palsy.Rose Mary, Sidney, and Sidney Jr., the baby, lived on Georgetown Drive in Kenner.Rose Mary stayed home with her baby while Sidney worked as a butcher at a nearby grocery store.They became friends with their next-door neighbors, Bill and Elaine Newton, who had four children.During the day Rose Mary and Elaine would get together and talk babies.Both brunettes, they dyed their hair blond.On weekends Bill and Sidney barbecued.Rose Mary kept her promise to be a devoted mother.She took little Sidney to the best doctors and learned from physical therapists how to work with him; she went to her church for help raising money when he needed surgery [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]