I Can't Stand It, She Said Softly, I'll Get You Er a Jelly Jar of Water

He ate her eggs, which were like his mother's. He was soothed by the orange blossoms hiding out there in the darkness. The light above aunt maisie's front door was thick with turmites that were flying in and out of the beam. She put a little note under the handle of his suit case: Don't you be making no trouble. You know i don't make barely enough for my own food. And, besides, i'm getting old now, not doing so good myself these days. In any event, don't forget there's a soul in the world that loves you. That's right. Your aunt maisIE loves you.