Winesburg, Indiana: Miss Gladys
Abstract
Mornings, this autumn, I see the girls skipping past on their way to school, and my heart lifts at the sound of their bright voices. I live at the end of Locust Street in a onestory frame house with a porch that wraps around the side. If visitors know me, they knock on the side door when they come, aware that I spend most of my time in the dining room where I have my television set and the oak drop-leaf table I inherited from my mother, and the rocking chair, reupholstered now, that belonged to my father. I sit at the table working a crossword. The television is on for the noise, usually some sort of news show on CNN because I like to keep up to date. I may be on the far side of eighty, but I’m not dead yet. The world can still amaze me.
Cover Page Footnote
Note: "This story is exclusively available in the anthology, Winesburg, Indiana, published by Breakaway Books, an imprint of Indiana University Press, in the spring of 2015. Available wherever fine books are sold, borrowed, or used as dowry."
Recommended Citation
Martin, Lee
(2012)
"Winesburg, Indiana: Miss Gladys,"
Booth: Vol. 4
:
Iss.
9
, Article 3.
Retrieved from:
https://digitalcommons.butler.edu/booth/vol4/iss9/3