“It’s a summer day in the year 1962. Myself and my sister, Wanda, are outside playing. We’re in a number 3 washtub. For those who know what is a number 3 washtub, that’s the closest thing we’d had to a swimming pool.”
She just laughs and grins her wide grin with a little gap between the two front teeth and closes her eyes again.
“Wanda is 2 years old. I’m 4. We live on a plantation called Clifford’s place.” Debbie looks up towards the ceiling. I imagine the inside of her head resembles something as if she’s searching through her file cabinet of memories.
“We lived in the center of a cotton field.” She looks down and smacks her plump, chapped lips. “The house, mind you, was airy. And when I say airy, I mean airy.” Her voice’s volume increases as she says “airy.” “We had wallpaper to cover the holes in the walls, but even in the summer it was cold in the house. So it was a hot summer day outside, and we were playing in this number 3 washtub.”
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Sorry to be the annoying one, but I need to correct this typo- "Myself and my sister" should be "My sister and I." I really enjoyed Debbie's character, you brought her personality out very well.
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