A Taste Chapter 7
Jerry had a stammer but if you gave him time he could communicate. “Uh…Y…Your… s…sis…sister an’ m…m…moth…mother…ha…had…a…a…a…fight an’ L…Liz left.” “Do you know where she went?” I inquired. “N…no, sh…she got i…in…s…some guys c…c…car with a s…suit c…case. Y…your mom yelled a…awful th…things at her.” Jerry and I did all the chores and went to the house. It was dinner time but no dinner was being prepared. Mom was still on the couch, apparently asleep. She had rolled to her side and...