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Same Blood, Same Bone, Same Blessing

Same Blood, Same Bone, Same Blessing EXCERPT FROM OPULENCE Same BIoOdx Same Bone, Same Blessing Crystal Wilkinson Editor's Note: This is a chapterfrom a novel in progress. It is 1962. The bright red eye of the sun peeps through the silver maples. Inside the house, Minnie Mae Goode rubs the low swell of her granddaughter's belly. The child is curled there like a question mark. "Not long before she comes," Minnie Mae says rubbing there again then thumping Lucy's stomach as if it's a ripe melon. She pushes in a bit to feel the girls' form. "And good size, she is." Minnie Mae moves back to the counter, cracks eggs into a blue porcelain bowl, adds salt, pepper and a bit of paprika. "She?" Lucy pulls a jar of fresh cream from the refrigerator and dribbles a bit into the eggs. Then she watches her grandmother's face for the signal to stop pouring. "Not too much, that's it." Minnie Mae's eyes meet Lucy's. "Yes, she." The answer is final and sure. Tookie sweeps the floor in long, slow strokes, stopping when she hears this. She hopes her daughter will have another boy. Everything be sweet with a boy. She checks the biscuits, turns the http://www.deepdyve.com/assets/images/DeepDyve-Logo-lg.png Appalachian Review University of North Carolina Press

Same Blood, Same Bone, Same Blessing

Appalachian Review , Volume 34 (2) – Jan 8, 2006

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EXCERPT FROM OPULENCE Same BIoOdx Same Bone, Same Blessing Crystal Wilkinson Editor's Note: This is a chapterfrom a novel in progress. It is 1962. The bright red eye of the sun peeps through the silver maples. Inside the house, Minnie Mae Goode rubs the low swell of her granddaughter's belly. The child is curled there like a question mark. "Not long before she comes," Minnie Mae says rubbing there again then thumping Lucy's stomach as if it's a ripe melon. She pushes in a bit to feel the girls' form. "And good size, she is." Minnie Mae moves back to the counter, cracks eggs into a blue porcelain bowl, adds salt, pepper and a bit of paprika. "She?" Lucy pulls a jar of fresh cream from the refrigerator and dribbles a bit into the eggs. Then she watches her grandmother's face for the signal to stop pouring. "Not too much, that's it." Minnie Mae's eyes meet Lucy's. "Yes, she." The answer is final and sure. Tookie sweeps the floor in long, slow strokes, stopping when she hears this. She hopes her daughter will have another boy. Everything be sweet with a boy. She checks the biscuits, turns the

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Appalachian ReviewUniversity of North Carolina Press

Published: Jan 8, 2006

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