Eddie sat in the kitchen, back to the picture

Eddie sat in the kitchen, back to the picture window, using the natural late morning light to read the daily paper. He was supposed to be looking at the want ads, but
every time she asked him about it, he added a day. Something about her concern made him hate her a little more. It was as if her worries diminished his manhood. Like he wasn't
"man" enough to squash his own insects. His therapist suspected that it had to do with the way his mother raised him. Some of the kids called him a "mama's boy"...
because he was Martin Lawrence's son, who was the star of Big Mama's House. He got a thunderbird t-top and painted "Mama's Boy" on the sides in flames. Then he found
a coptic crucifix and stabbed the heart of an Ethiopian vampire with it. Later, Martin Lawrence opined,
it would had been much simpler to inject him with some dead man's blood,and we all agreed but
there was always that one person, looking out for the well-being of the patient. And that person happened to be Margaret.
It wasn't her fault that she had no medical training and a 3rd grade education.
She'd done the best she could. The 3rd grade was a bitch and she couldn't take it no more. Mama tried to teach her about medicines, but Daddy wouldn't hear of it.
So she packed her case, the first aid kit - battered but useful - and fled on the next bus, chewing her nails and trying hard not to look behind her.

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