You'll recall that we left Sally and her family at the dinner table, preparing to eat their supper of . . .
corn bread and molasses along with grits. [EDITOR'S NOTE: Outstanding guesswork, Sarah Plummer!] When night came Sally had became unhappy again.
"Oh gosh" she said "I dread for tomorrow to come." Then she fell to sleep. In the morning Sally awoke early. She slipped her faded blue dress on and buttoned it. She tied her crinkly white apron. She went to find her mother stirring the mush and her elder sister Polly slicing.
When Sally came in she said, "Good Morning."
"Happy birthday dear" replied her mother.
"Oh Sally heres a little present from Polly and I." Mother held out a good size piece of cornbread covered with molasses for frosting. A little candle was put on top.
"Oh thank you Mother and Polly. It's--it's wonderful."
"It was the best we could do" replied Polly.
TO BE CONTINUED.
Polly?! Where has Polly been hiding during the rest of this story? And what exactly was she busy slicing? I don't know about you but I think Polly is a completely unsatisfactory big sister.
But I'm glad Sally got a candle at least. That's something. Let's hope Mother doesn't go all Marmee March on Sally and make her share it with the poor people next door.