The Help

by Kathryn Stockett

But Mother once told me tongue kissing would turn me blind and I’m starting to think it’s all just a big plot between the surgeon general and Mother to make sure no one ever has any

fun.

Mother’s been trembling, torn between the terror that I’ll screw it up and glee that I actually like men.

By the grace of a god I never really liked, much less believed in,

They’s something bout doing wrong to that woman that make it just seem right.”

“A lot a colored womens got to give they children up, Miss Skeeter. Send they kids off cause they have to tend to a white family.”

you got nothing left here but enemies

and a mama that’s gone drive you to drink. You done burned ever bridge there is.

Freer than Miss Leefolt, who so locked up in her own head she don’t even recognize herself when she read it.