#36 Letter From Home
Spooks
Dear Randy,
I didn't write last week because we was kinda expecting you to visit as it was Maw's birthday and all and then I remembered that we don't celebrate birthdays anymore and Bubba had to lug all that Elderberry wine back down to the cellar. He took down a case and drank a bottle, took down another case and drank another bottle and after the fifth trip down he just stayed down there. It was the first evening we was all at home fer quite a spell.
We had quite an uproar at the Book Study at brother Newley's trailer last week. This note was pinned on the trailer door when we got there. It was from sister Sandy and she wrote: "My husband and I are under attack by demons." Most of us have had similar things happen. A while back Maw got a dictionary at a rummage sale and when she got it home she just put it on the shelf with the rest of our kingdom books and NWT Bibles with the big print that Aunt Hilda reads when she comes to visit and forgot about it. Six days, six hours, and six minutes later we had a bad leak in the plumbing near the second floor toilet that ruined the plaster in the ceiling and the wall. Later that week we had a floor drain back up in the cellar and an increase in the speed of the drip in the laundry sink faucet.
That was bad enough but the clincher came when she went to iron the clothes last Tuesday and started to pour water into the steam iron. Usually the iron only can hold a cup or so but this time she emptied a whole gallon into it and it still was not making steam so she went to call the Circuit Servant who she knew was staying in the apartment by the Hall and when she picked up the phone to make the call, she heard voices having a conversation and there was no one home but her. She hung up and tried again and the voices were still there and one was her aunt who had died exactly six months, six days, and six hours before that. Just when she recognized the voice on the phone, there was a knock on the door and there were two volunteers for the Red Cross asking for blood donors. She politely dismissed them and as they were driving away she noticed their license plate number was 666 and the car just disappeared before it was out of her sight. She blew a pear shaped spit bubble standing right there by the screen door. When she went to make supper and opened the cupboards, all the dishes and food was rearranged and it took her an extra three hours to replace everything the way it was and that is why she and I were not at the meeting this Tuesday night. The same thing happened Thursday afternoon and that is why we were not at the meeting Thursday night either. Here it is Sunday morning and we can already hear the dishes moving in the cupboard.
That's all for now. Hope to hear from you soon.
Clem
PS: Good news! Leroy has won a camping trip to Mexico at the elevator and he chose you to be his chaperone. He is on the bus on his way to stay with you for the two weeks before you both go.
Armageddon Okies