to wash her hair.

It was long

and brown

and wavy.

It hung down to her behind.

It was an easy job

compared to picking cotton.

I got a whole dollar for practically no work.

We would go into the bathroom

where I would wash her hair with special shampoo

and rinse it 'til the water was clear

then we would adjourn to the living-room

where I would comb it dry.

The McMillans were rich.

They had a brick house

with a fireplace

which they never used because it was hot in Winnsboro.

Their kitchen was beautiful

with cherry-wood cabinets

and wallpaper that had pictures of blue teapots on it

and a table with fancy chairs

which they never used either

because there were only the two of them.

But none of that mattered to me

because they had television.

I couldn't believe

that that little screen

in the big wood cabinet

could show us moving pictures!

I fell smack-dab in love with Lucy

and Jackie Gleason got me and Sister McMillan

to laughing so hard

that Mr. McMillan would give us dagger looks

because he couldn't hear the television

over our cackling.

At church Sister McMillan would walk past me sitting in the last row

and whisper

"and awaaaaay we go!"

and we would both giggle.

I came to love Sister McMillan.

She came to love me, too.

So when Daddy told us that we were moving again

I ran to her.

She was in her garden

cutting the roses back

and she saw me coming

and held out her arms

for me to run into.

She helped me into the house

because I was bent over

like a crippled old lady

sobbing.

She sobbed right along with me.

I don't know how I would have gotten through it

without her.

Later, when I was able to live

and walk

on my own again

she gave me a lock of her hair

which I laid in my scrapbook

and sometimes sniffed

as the years rolled by

because it smelled like her special shampoo.

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