Louisiana Loco-Motive

Chapter 5

Some Important Papers

Drying her hands on her apron, Geneva walked across the kitchen, down the galley and over to the library of her employer. Now that she had put away the dishes of the morning, she was ready to see what other menial tasks her employer had for her to do. She grabbed the feather duster along with the furniture polish and a rag knowing that Mrs. Devereux would speak up to fill her in on whatever else she wanted her to do, and sure enough, she did.

"Geneva, I want you to go down to the town square and collect a few things for me today."

"Yes'm."

"I'll telephone in what i'm wanting, but you go down there and fetch it for me, y'hear? You tell'em who you are and that yore there for me, Mrs. Devereux, and you shouldn't have any problem a'tall, y'understand?"

As Geneva stood there spaced out & staring toward the front screen door, Mrs. Devereux called out to her again, "Geneva? You heard what I said!"

"Oh sorry ma'am, what was it you said?"

"Geneva! What's goin' on in that mind of yore's? Yore not listening to me and yore way out yonder in the bushes of the bayou."

"I apologize ma'am. I take it you're sending me somewhere for something I never did befo' since I have to tell'em who I am."

"That's right, Geneva. But now, you never answered my question. What's got a'hold of yore mind today?"