Post #81 – Women’s Memoirs, Book Business – Kendra Bonnett and Matilda Butler
It was a late spring afternoon. A Saturday, and I was in my room reading when I heard him, “Kendra, come help me.”
I recognized the tone of his voice. My father wanted me to help him in the yard. Slowly I closed my book, reluctantly I swung my legs off the bed and started for the door. Impatient for my help, Daddy had started for my room. We met in the hall.
“Good. You’re here. Let’s go.” As I followed my father out of the house, down the back steps and across the yard, he began explaining the project he had in mind: “Kendra, I’m trying to run a water line down to our deck so we can have running water near the beach. Of course, we have to get the water line deep enough so it won’t freeze in winter. I need for you to help me dig a little hole.” [click to continue…]
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