“I like him,” Aunt Odie said, and swallowed down her third mint julep. “What about you? Now I need to visit the little girls’ room.”
I had just enough time to think Do I? before Momma handed me Baby Lucy.
“Where’s JimDaddy?” I asked.
Aunt Odie stood near the chair.
I plopped Baby Lucy onto my lap. She was falling asleep in my arms.
“Off,” Momma said, and she wouldn’t look neither me nor Aunt Odie straight on. Instead she stomped down the hall. I heard her bedroom door slam closed.
“What’s that all about?” Aunt Odie asked.
I shrugged.
“Better potty, then go see.”
In her bedroom, I changed my baby sister, put her down with her pacifier, and whispered, “What do I think of Buddy?”
Baby Lucy didn’t say anything. She was dead asleep now.
I patted her little belly.
There was plenty of time to find out.