Let’s Go Play at the Adams by Mendal Johnson EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Author: Mendal Johnson
- ISBN: 1948405539
- Language: English
- Genre: Horror Literature & Fiction
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Bob-eeef’
“I’m coming, But it’s early. We never leave until-”
“Let me see your hands.”
These hands are also more or less clean; but they are definitely
boy’s hands. Against
the white gloves that hold them, they look knuckle-barked,
calloused and innately
grubby in spite of their recent washing. Nonetheless they pass
inspection.
“OK, let’s go, Cindy.”
“Com-ing, Miss Barbara.” There is some truculence here.
“You don’t have to use Miss with me.” “Mommy said to.”
“All right, if she said so.”
The parents are in Europe, so that the children are driven to
church by the baby-sitter.
They make a pleasant sight.
Cindy Adams, the smaller piano player, is an impish little girl
of ten. She is pretty
enough, and she has brown hair cut rather short for summer,
because with swimming
and moist heat, it wants to spring into curls and spirals and
tangles and become
unmanageable. She
is the sort of child that grown-ups instinctively want to pat.
Bobby Adams, her brother, is oddly enough the beauty. He is
about thirteen, thin and
fair, with high coloring to his cheeks and fine, blond hair that
requires water and sticky
stuff to keep it from floating around his head in an unruly halo.
He rarely smiles, and he
of- – ten stands in thought with his hands thrust straight down,
as deep as they will go
in his pockets. This position, rare in a youngster, is an
unconscious copy of the position
his surgeon father often takes in conversation.
The white-gloved hands that swing the family station wagon
into the churchyard,
belong to the baby-sitter-pianist, Barbara. When she gets out
of the car to let the
children out, it is with an athletic little leap. She is probably twenty-not much more. She wears a white dress of
extremely diplomatic
appeal. It is short enough to show off her legs and pass with
her generation and yet
long enough to show her deference to the older generation and
the social order of
things.
Barbara is also not pretty in the sense that movie professionals
are pretty. She is better
than that: she is young and downy-or so you would say from
looking at her face-and
she likes everyone. You can see it in the way she shepherds the
children off to Sunday
School and in the way she is rather instantly accepted by the
older, generally cautious
group in the churchyard, all of whom are strangers to her.
The morning passes easily enough. Downstairs in Sunday
School-Cindy squirming,
Bobby sitting with that thoughtful look of his-they hear about
how Our Lord cured
people. Upstairs they hear-Barbara sitting with white gloves
folded neatly in her lapthat in times ·of change and uncertainty the words of Jesus
have even more relevance
than before.
Afterward they all sing. It is a pretty and simple sound: “Jesus,
our God and Father,” and
so on and so forth.
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