I was quiet on the drive home while Su and Mama chatted about the sermon and the "duties of womanhood." Su didn't like being forced to just do whatever a man said. I sympathized with her. It seemed like a lot of women got a raw deal. Then Mama said that it was all about choosing the right man. Then again she chose Pop, so I'm not sure she had much right to speak.
When we got home, I had a lot to do. Pop wasn't in the house, but the number of empty beer cans on the table told me he probably went to town and not out into the fields. Su disappeared into her room, and I went upstairs and changed into my overalls. There's always too much to do, and Sundays are no exception. I got halfway back downstairs when I heard my name being called. I went back up and to Mama's room.
"Jack," she said apo
