“All hell’s broke loose,” Aunt Odie said.
“Evie,” Buddy said, “I didn’t mean I was worried about us going fast. I’ve thought it over. I like things fast.”
“Ain’t no one who can compete with the dead,” Momma said.
“Why, why, why?” JimDaddy said. Tommie hovered near him.
Baby Lucy sounded like a tornado siren.
I was in a blender of people, alive and dead, heartbroken and happy, good-looking and rich.
No wonder Paulie had closing hours! No wonder.
I wiped my eyes and followed the most important problem down the hall.