The Final Revival of Opal & Nev

by Dawnie Walton

Anyway, I asked Nev did he want something cool to drink, and he said that a beer would be nice. I told him we didn’t keep any liquor in Sister Pearl Robinson’s sanctified home but I could hook him up with some strawberry Quik. [Laughs] I meant that as a joke but he said yeah, he wanted some, so I mixed us two big glasses full and we sat at the kitchen table sucking it down through straws, like little kids, and it tasted sweet and good. Because the record player was broke, I told him he could go ahead and sing me something right then. He said he couldn’t because he didn’t have his guitar. I said forget the guitar. I said that if you sing like you talk, all high and reedy like that, you mostly need some bottom, and I can give you that, no problem. So he started singing, and I slapped my thighs to make the beat.