The roads settled late in the spring.

I hadn't told anyone she was going to have a baby, except Jimmy Fargo. I tell him just about everything. And Sheila Tubman knew, because she lives in our building and could see that Mom was pregnant.

We were just settling ourselves around the coffee-table, when several friends from the parsonage arrived.

I zays enough to make thee grin: / Thee doesn't look vor much good out o'n.