Fall 2023 Issue 23
Fall 2023 Issue 23
Summer 2023 Issue 22
Jenny steered the car out of the vast Walmart lot to head west out of Moberly on Highway 24. Since starting the job as a cashier six months ago, she drove back and forth this way four days every week. The pay was low, only twelve dollars per hour, but there was the health-care benefit. Child support from Karl was hit or miss.
Amy fell in love with soldier Blackie Boyette because there was a war on, and her daddy was gone to the front. “Your papa’s off to the seven seas,” jived the Andrews Sisters on every jukebox in town. Amy never had enough time with him, her big, strong daddy, Captain Tom Archer from the Kentucky mountains, so fiercely devoted to the U.S. of A.
He looked up from zippin his fly an I guess he could see I weren’t convinced, ’cause then he said, “I wouldn’t want you followin in my footsteps in most things—card sharpin can be mighty dangerous an drink can ruin a man ’bout as quick as anythin—but I hope you’ll heed what I say about how to treat women—whether we’re talkin ’bout one woman or a hundred, ’bout one night or fifty years. Now you just set there a minute an hear me out.”