Cora put bacon and eggs in front of Charles at the kitchen table. As she refilled his coffee, he said, “Sit with me a minute, Cora.” She wiped her hands on her apron and poured herself a cup of coffee. “Have you seen you seen Ellen’s hair? She looks deranged. I told her last night she has to get it back to normal before anyone sees it. She threw one of her fits and had be sedated. I just gave her another dose so she should be quiet today. Can you keep an eye on her?”
“Dr. Charles, her hair was a mess at her tea yesterday. I was shocked when she come down the stairs makin’ a big entrance. A couple of women giggled before that fool Sarah got everbody to clappin’ to cover up the laughing. Miss Ellen was so proud of herself, she might not a took it all in. Miss Geneva was right at her side and give out some looks that kinda shut them hateful women down. I spect everbody in town knows ’bout that red hair. I shore hate it. I’d a tried to let you or Miss Geneva know if I’d a knowed ’bout her hair.”
Charles was stricken when he realized how far things had gone. “No wonder she went wild when the boys and I burst out laughing at dinner last night. It was such a shock! She really has gone around the bend again, hasn’t she? I don’t know what I’m going to do. I can’t put her back in that hospital, but I certainly can’t have her around the girls. The way she fought me and the boys, she could kill them. She was fighting and even tried to bite while I was giving her an injection. What am I going to do? I can’t expect Miss Geneva to take care of my girls forever. She’s past seventy and they have a right to live in their own home. God help us all.”
“I just don’t know, Dr. Charles. We gonna have to call on the Good Lord. Don’t you have any doctor friends you can talk to? I’ll keep an eye on Miss Ellen for you, but you might want to take her car keys, just in case she takes a notion to go somewhere.” Cora suggested.
“That I will. Thanks for reminding me and for the talk. I’ll figure something out. That was a fine breakfast. Better stop by and see the girls.” He took Ellen’s keys off the hook as he left.
“Poor, poor man.” Cora said. ” Money sho ain’t everthang.”
I wonder if there is a place that can actually help her. I hope so for Charles and the children’s sake.
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The thing that would have helped her was psychotropic drugs which had not been developed yet.
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I remember Daddy telling me once that one of mother’s relatives had been tied up in a barn much like a mule. My aunt said, not a barn but somewhere apart and he (it was a he, I think) was tied up so he couldn’t get away. He said he could hear such a squalling from him. This was like in the 50’s. What time period is this again? I forgot.
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1940s. My mother had an aunt who was hustled out of sight when company came. It was awful.
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I bet and understand.
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She’s deluded, narcissistic and dangerous
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You nailed it.
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He needs to move her over to the farm where it’s quiet Charlie will sort her out 😉
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She will be a danger at hom e, for sure.
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Indeed, poor man. A good installment, LInda. :) — Suzanne
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Thank you.
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Poor poor man indeed…
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He is in a pickle.
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