“You got a baby boy,” I told him with my jaw twitching. “Oh yeah? Humph! It sure took Jessie long enough to do something right. But that ain’t no reason for her to be making such a racket! Shoot. Women have babies every day.” He snorted and looked from Jessie to the midwife. “Miss Mona Lisa, you do whatever you need to do to get her up on her feet so she can fix me something to eat before I go to bed. I ain’t ate nothing since noon.”
―
Mary Monroe,
Mrs. Wiggins
