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FICTION Lynn Sadler INEZ, MATILDA, AND PEARL WERE SITTING around a table at Inez's working on a quilt one day, when what happened began to happen. Inez started it. "Well, it's almost that season again, and, sure enough, here we are working on another quilt for the Annual Christmas Bazaar." Matilda was caustic, as usual: "Do you have something against Christmas, Inez? Or quilts? Or is it the Annual Christmas Bazaar? Who's licked the red off your candy cane this time?" "It's just--well, I doubt that all Mrs. John Wesley was expected to do was make quilts!" Pearl could no longer keep still: "Goodness, Inez! All of us have more to do at Christmas than we can rightly do." Inez was not giving up easily: "At home, we do. I'll grant that. Christmas homes aren't homes without women to make them so. It's behavior at Christmas. I'm sure--" at church, in the Bible, I'm thinking of. There's Mary, of course, but what other place is there for women in the Christmas story?" Matilda nodded; she'd figured out what was wrong with Inez, right enough. "It's that niece of yours, isn't it, Inez? That 'Pookie/ as you call her!
Appalachian Review – University of North Carolina Press
Published: Jan 8, 1999
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