The good always die young. Ten-year-old Roy Brown hears this after his sixteen-year-old brother Billy, the Eagle’s star basketball player, is killed in a wreck before the annual rival game against the Tigers. Alone in the kitchen before dawn the morning of Billy’s funeral, Roy remembers that day.
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Appearances won’t get you into Heaven.
I don’t care if the streets of Heaven are gold or not as long as they’re clean and I don’t have to sweep them.
Most preachers tend to forget they’re dust like the rest of us.
Some folks shouldn’t ever leave home.
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“We have just enough religion to make us hate, but not enough to make us love one another.” Jonathan Swift
SECOND BLESSING ponders this truth.
Mildred doesn’t think she’s holier-than-thou; she knows it. Her Second Blessing confirms it.
She explains, “A Second Blessing is more than just doing right. It’s the knowledge that you are pure. It’s not thinking of yourself better than others, though you are, or showing it, though you do, since it’s as natural as breathing. A Second Blessing is a gift shared with prophets of old and yet to come. It’s not just having my name written in the Book of Life, but engraved.”
Mildred knows this year’s revival will be a disaster. Francis Paul Day, an ex-junkie, is the speaker. Plus he has the same christened name as her dead beloved son! And he’s obsessed with her granddaughter! She is determined to keep them apart, but exposing him reveals a family secret.
Everything’s dark. The outside pole light is on. Big Red hasn’t crowed.
Roy is barefoot. Wrapped in a quilt over long johns. Striped flannel pajamas under his brother’s old bathrobe. Rubs his feet together. Wiggles his toes. Tries crossing the one that went to market over the one that stayed home.
They immediately snap apart.
Shakes his head back and forth. I should’ve worn socks.
Usually his dad lights the gas heater before leaving for the barn making the kitchen as cozy as the inside of his bed, but he isn’t sure if his dad is up. Striking matches is another too young thing to do. They were still talking around the table when I fell asleep last night. Maybe he doesn’t have to milk this morning?
Roy yawns. Rubs his eyes. Listens to his stomach growl and rumble. This morning pea soup would seem like water. Puts his knees up, feet in the seat of his chair. Pulls the quilt closer. Grandma Laura and her sisters pieced the different colored stripes, prints, and solids together when his mama was a little girl. “No pattern, just patchwork. Leftover scraps. A stained glass rainbow.”
Sighs deep and drawn-out. Sounding as empty and as hollow as he feels inside. Wishing the day is over or hadn’t even begun. Later today Billy’s body is coming home. Sunday is the funeral in the Methodist Church, then burial in the cemetery opposite the ‘Welcome to Hartsville’ sign. It will be the first grave of somebody I really used to know. (more)
The good always die young.
Ten-year-old Roy Brown hears this after his sixteen-year-old brother Billy, the Eagle’s star basketball player, is killed in a wreck before the annual rival game against the Tigers.
Alone in the kitchen before dawn the morning of Billy’s funeral, Roy remembers that day.
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