The Mudcat Café TM
Thread #93036 Message #2423371
Posted By: MMario
27-Aug-08 - 11:15 AM
Thread Name: Fiction:The Woman in the Holler
Subject: RE: Fiction:The Woman in the Holler
"Well, will you take a look at that!" Hazel exclaimed, spreading out the most recent edition of the Charleston Gazette. "Did you know anything about this?" , she continued; staring into the eyes of the man seated across from her.
Hazel and Henrietta were making their bi-weekly visit to the Paint Creek Association Assisted Living Complex. When Abraham had decided to retire to the area Hazel had taken it upon herself to make frequent visits to the residence. Abraham had a long association with Louie's family; and Hazel frequently would take a disc recorder with her as she visited; transcribing the stories he told later. She thought maybe someday she would try to put them together into a cohesive book. Meanwhile they were a record of two families that had interacted over many miles and more then three generations. The contacts hadn't been frequent, but somehow West Virginia and New Orleans were tied together thorughy the two families.
"Do I know anything about what?" he responded; moving a rook in the chess game he was currently playing with Henrietta. "Hankerchief my girl, I've got you on the run now!"
"'Bout your grandson coming up here to play a benefit concert;" Hazel came back. "Right here!" she exclaimed, pointing at an article mid page of the Gazette.
JUDAH AND THE PROPHETS - Concert for the Benefit of the Paint Creek Watershed Renewal Project. September 1st. One show only!
Internationaly famous jazz violinst Judah Davidson and band to perform in a rare charity event.
Abraham pulled the paper closer and scanned the article. "It's news to me, Hazel. But look at the last couple of lines!"
"Mr. Davidson will be taking a sabbatical following the performance. I'll be spending a few weeks enjoying one of my favorite areas of the country; catch up with relatives and just maybe work on some new music"
A big slow grin spread across his face. "Bet it was suppossed to be a surprise visit. Hankerchief? You remember my grandson, don't you?"
Henrietta grinned "As if I could forget someone who came to visit with the biggest bluest bird I'd ever seen in my life! Will he bring Isis?"