Irina of the Romany.3.

In Hiram's Crossroads is where he met me he said you foreigner woman come here youve got pretty rosy cheeks and I want to give you some wildflower wine. I said no no you arent my people my kin I dont know where they went I know they think I'm the idiot child but you see I've got the fortunetelling to do. God said I shouldnt lay with you even though my kin they dont know they don't care. God say dont lay with gadje.

He say brown woman why you so mean? Crazy mulatto woman. I got a damn hard day of silver digging tomorrow. Been travelin a fortnight or two now. I say normally now I be asking read your fortune but since you say bad thing to me I dont wanna even. He say aint you know how good wildflower wine is? Your face like a child. How old you is? I say thirtyfive but I gotta husband. I lie. They call me the idiot child. He say you aint so idiot you drink with a poor miner like me and then he laughs like coyote. He say you idiot if you dont drink with me. I say I know you wanna lie with me and same as that other word I hear them use. I guess thats how they make up the babies. He laugh harder like coyote. He say I dont wanna do none of that, crazywoman. I aint no foreigner. I 'Merican and Mexican. You Mexican too, right? I just look. Usually we say this, my people. We tell them we Mexican. I dont say nothin.

He say look I dont wanna do the ungentleman thing I got 50 and a tiny piece of silver I mine over in Dunbar camp. I give it to you. Just sitn drink with me. I say alright. I curious, I never drink for me its marime. The women say me its bad then you really no find a husband but I know they do it quiet. I never done it quiet I dont know how to get it. So I how they say curious. I think thats word. I sit with him. He say ladies first and hand me the jug I take a sip. Its all bitter but with a sweet taste when you done. I hand it back. I think he kinda scared. I make no face or nothin. He say this stuff aint work on ya, crazy...then he say other word which I dont hear before. My face quiet like they always tell me. I thinks. He takea gulp then he give it back. More he say. You gotta have more to really taste it. I grab the jug and drink more my headaches. He say thats it. Stuff start to get like I cant see it and my head feel like it falling back onto hard ground he say there we go. Suns hot. I see black. I feel heart clumping still I move my arms then push so I can get onto my legs and say words I know the mamie yell at the boys sometimes. My skirt get torn and he say the same but different words back. I no scare now I just wanna go home. I dont want this man my husband or anything else and I dont think he wanna do the husband thing I think he wanna make up the baby thing. So I stumblerun downhill. He keep yellin but I think he cant get up neither I lucky he drink more than I. I cant see much now so I finds me dark trees and a big rock and I climbs in a ball behind. I hope he dont look when he goin home. I go black again.

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