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darkened, my labor pains grew longer and with

shorter and shorter intervals. I saw from Mama's face

that she thought something significant was happening

now.

"I'm going to give birth soon, aren't 1, Mama?"

She nodded. "I believe so, honey."

"But it's too soon, isn't it, Mama? I'm barely

eight months."

She nodded, but made no comment. Worry and

concern were etched in the ripples along her forehead

and the darkness that entered her eyes. My heart

pounded. In fact, it had been beating so hard and so

fast for so long, I was worried it would just give out.

These thoughts brought more cold sweats. I squeezed

Mama's hand harder and she tried to keep me calm.

She gave me tablespoons of one of her herbal

medicines that kept me from getting nauseous. Gladys

Tate insisted on knowing what it was, and when

Mama explained it, Gladys insisted she be given

some.

"I want to be sure it's not some Cajun poison

that works on babies," she said.

Mama checked her anger and let her have a

tablespoon. Gladys swallowed it quickly and chased it

down with some ice tea. Then she waited to see what

sort of reaction she would have. When she said

nothing, Mama smirked.

"I guess it ain't poison," Mama said, but Gladys

looked unconvinced.

Suddenly it began to rain, the drops drumming

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