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boy. If I hadn't panicked, if I had waited for Gladys

Tate instead of sending Henry for Mama, Henry's

family wouldn't be destitute. I deserve to be

miserable, I thought. Somehow, I make everyone else

more miserable.

Mama saw the regret and guilt in my face and

knew I was suffering remorse. "If she said the boy

wouldn't tell anyone, he won't," she told Gladys.

"Becoming hysterical over everything isn't going to

help the situation right now."

"I am not hysterical," Gladys insisted in a raspy

whisper, but her eyes still looked like two hot coals. Mania shook her head. "I don't want Gabriel

upset at this juncture. I want her to have a clear mind

and concentrate. If indeed the baby's coming, we ain't

out of the woods. Not by a long shot," she said, and

for the first time, Gladys considered the baby's wellbeing rather than her own.

"Something can happen to my baby?" she asked

anxiously.

"A baby crosses from one world into another.

Nature pushes him out of the safe, happy one and into

this turmoil. The road's always fraught with some

danger. We don't need to add any of our own to it." Suddenly Gladys Tate's eyes became two slits.

The blood rushed to the surface of her cheeks and her

shoulders lifted. She looked from Mama to me and

then to Mama again, shaking her head very slowly as

she took a step back. Then her smile came crooked

and mean, her cold brown eyes shooting devilish

electric sparks.

"You want the baby to die, don't you?" she said,

nodding to validate her own suspicions. "Sure. You

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