Eudora

and a green bean casserole. The casserole was a family recipe, which her grandmother taught her how to make. By the time the ta

dinner with my sister?" Char

k much, but a fella' could get used to that, and if she

s been a little shy. I need to know sh

college shit in my face don't

isn't about you. It

have. Ca

she likely wasn't going to meet anyone else. Having Larry as her husband was bette

Charlie's work and what he had planned to do in college. Richard asked Larry

e an electrician

ght. The last thing I want for Eudora is a wife b

ing, and when she went to bed that old wall become cleaner and smoother. After a wonderful meal and actually asking Larry

appeared. Soon, there was no wall at all. S

lied face down on the floor. It was a good night, dark and lifeless. That was familiar. She began to scratch a

itch-Scratc

the wall. Eventually, it began to break

itch-Scratc

the lack of pictures in the house. There was a reason no one spoke of Charlie's and Eudora's

s were deep and blood-soaked. Eudora's parents were simple country people. They got together young, and

fter her. Her father decided that once she was old enough to eat on her own, and move around on her

learned that sometimes there were things to eat. She learned that when she was tired she had to lie down and sleep. She learned that when she was hungry, and sleep didn't come, that there was a wall to scratch. She

nd grew into something rhythmical. She learned to make the same

a didn't know words. She didn't know her name. She didn't have a name. Sometimes, she h

please, how to answer, thank you. They had a baby boy. His name was Charlie. Her name was Eudora. She was going to go to school, but first they fix her teeth, fix her nails, get her glasses to see good. In a few years' t