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“Who the hell do you think wants you?” she asked. “Nobody, Mama,” I answered truthfully.“Nobody.”
Heart-breaking chapter. Hard to read. :(
He raised a hand—unsteady and unsure. Gently, he touched her shoulder, and when she did not protest, he embraced her, and the wretched sob that escaped him echoed my own anguish.
Good writing. Beautiful tough moment.
My anger had dissolved; I felt cheated and confused. I ached for the comfort that Velman had offered Martha Jean. She was visibly bruised;my wounds were deeply buried in my soul. No one knew about them. I truly believed Velman would try to help Martha Jean escape our mother’s house, but escape was what I desired for myself, as well. I wanted him to love her, but I realized that I wanted him to love me, too.
Another aching sentiment.
“What about you?” I asked, although I hadn’t intended to.“Do you have the right to treat me any way you want?”
Yes
Sometimes hatred resembles strength.”
Hmmm. Interesting.
“Tangy Mae, you tell yo’ sister, a man got a right to keep his woman in line.”
Wow :( I can't believe how things were
