The Help

by Kathryn Stockett

it’s a strange thing happening here cause nobody saying nothing and we still managing to have us a conversation.

Truth. It feels cool, like water washing over my sticky-hot body. Cooling a heat that’s been burning me up all my life.

Stuart needs “space” and “time,” as if this were physics and not a human relationship.

“All I’m saying is, kindness don’t have no boundaries.”