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shouted, “D, five people at the A&P called in sick. Are you here?” Davida ran into the kitchen. “Yes. I need the hours.” She grabbed the receiver of the old-fashioned wall-mounted phone. “OK. Sure. By three.” She hung up and ricocheted around the apartment in search of her red A&P vest. She found it at the bottom of the hallway laundry basket. “There’s a bus in 10 minutes,” Granny Jack announced, fiddling with the ties of her apron. “Second and Lincoln.” She looked on, shaking her head. Willie’s little girl had grown up too fast. If she left with Bobby Ray now, her youth would be lost forever. “I’ll unpack the suitcase.” “Leave it,” Davida said. ❊❊❊ From the King Apartments in Billington there were 48 possible stops on the 12-mile journey to the Riverside A&P. Davida stared out the bus window, trying not to think about moving. She watched an abandoned Friendly’s restaurant pass by, and was reminded of the time last summer when the bus broke down. She and Granny Jack waited with everyone else for a replacement in the shade of a thirsty oak tree. It was hot and


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