Her mother was a hairstylist and hours were not accounted for in those days. Saturday could finish for dinner or as late as midnight depending on the influx of clients. Money was “notre gange pain” to survive in those says with only her mother who was reliable.
Her mother was a hairstylist and hours were not accounted for in those days. Saturday might have ended just in time for dinner or as late as midnight depending on the influx of clients. Money was “notre gang pain” to survive in those says with only her mother supporting the family.
There were times when her mother was not ready Sunday mornings for mass and she would ask her daughters to walk to church ahead of her so they would not be late for services. She promised she would get there in time before the consecration when the bells would chime, “Lord have mercy,” “Christ have mercy”. Later, she would hear her mother arriving …
scent of Youth Dew soothes,
clicking of mother`s stilettos
echoes of her cough
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