"Mae Mobley!” I say.

I rush to get her but Miss Leefolt get uggs for cheapthere first. Her lips is curled back from her teeth in a scary smile. Miss Leefolt slap Baby Girl on the back a her bare legs so hard I jump from the sting.

Then Miss Leefolt grab Mae Mobley by the arm, jerk it hard cheap uggs with ever word. "Don't you touch this phone again, Mae Mobley!” she say. "Aibileen, how many times do I have to tell you to keep ugg boots outlether away from me when I am on the phone!”

"I'm sorry,” I say and I pick up Mae Mobley, try to hug her to me, but she bawling and her face is red and she fighting me.

"Come on, Baby Girl, it's all right, everthing—”

Mae Mobley make an ugly face uggs outletat me and then she rear back and bowp! She whack me right on the ear.

Miss Leefolt point at the door, yell, "Aibileen, you both just get out.”

I carry her out ugg boots outletthe kitchen. I'm so mad at Miss Leefolt, I'm biting my tongue. If the fool would just pay her child some attention, this wouldn't happen! When we make it to Mae Mobley's room, I set in the rocking chair. She sob on my shoulder and I rub her back, glad ugg boots clearanceshe can't see the mad on my face. I don't want her to think it's at her.

"You okay, Baby Girl?” I whisper. My ear smarting from her little fist. I'm so glad she hit me instead a her mama, cause I don't know what that woman would a done to her. I look down and see red fingermarks on the back a her legs.

"I'm here, baby, Aibee's here,” I rock Nike High Heels and soothe, rock and soothe.

But Baby Girl, she just cry and cry.

AROUND LUNCHTIME, when my stories come on tee-vee, it gets quiet out in the carport. Mae Mobley's in my lap helping me string the beans. She still kind a fussy from Nike High Heelsthis morning. I reckon I am too, but I done pushed it down to a place where I don't have to worry with it.

We go in the kitchen and I fix her baloney sandwich. In the driveway, the workmen is setting in they truck, eating they own lunches. I'm glad for the peace. I smile over Nike Heelsat Baby Girl, give her a strawberry, so grateful I was here during the trouble with her mama. I hate to think what would a happen if I wasn't. She stuff the strawberry in her mouth, smile back. I think she feel it too.

Miss Leefolt ain't here so I think about calling Minny at Miss Walter, see if she found any work yet. But before I get around to it, they's a knock on the back door. I open it ugg boots clearance to see one a the workmen standing there. He real old. Got coveralls on over a white collar shirt.

"Hidee, ma'am. Trouble you for some water?” he ask. I don't recognize him. Must live somewhere south a town.

"Sho nuff,” I say.

I go get a paper cup from the cupboard. It's got uggs clearancehappy birthday balloons on it from when Mae Mobley turn two. I know Miss Leefolt don't want me giving him one a the glasses.

He drink it in one long swallow and hand ugg boots clearanceme the cup back. His face be real tired. Kind a lonesome in the eyes.

"How y'all coming along?” I ask.

"It's work,” he say. "Still ain't no water to it. Reckon we run a pipe out yonder from the road.”

"Other fella need uggs outlet a drink?” I ask.

"Be mighty nice.” He nod and I go get his friend a little funny-looking cup too, fill it up from the sink.

He don't take it to his partner right away.

"Beg a pardon,” he say, "but where . . .” He stand there a minute, look down at his feet. "Where might I go to make water?”

He look up and I look at him and for ugg boots clearancea minute we just be looking. I mean, it's one a them funny things. Not the ha-ha funny but the funny where you be thinking: Huh. Here we is with two in the house and one being built and they still ain't no place for this man to do his business.

"Well . . .” I ain't never been in this position before. The young'un, Robert, who do the yard ugg boots clearanceever two weeks, I guess he go fore he come over. But this fella, he a old man. Got UGG Boots Overstock heavy wrinkled hands. Seventy years a worry done put so many lines in his face, he like a roadmap.

"I spec you gone have to go in the bushes, back a the house,” I hear myself say, but I wish it weren't me. "Dog's back there, but he won't bother you.”

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