Sooner or later the electricity would probably be turned off at the house. And the way things were going, the Depression might get a lot worse before it got better. But unless he found some money at the end of a rainbow or he was suddenly elected President of the United States, there wasn’t much ...
Dr. Shackleford said. “And there’s no medicine I can prescribe that will do her much good. But I’ll leave you some mild sedatives.” “Is she goin’ to be all right?” John-Boy asked. Dr. Shackleford sat on the edge of a straight-backed chair and stuffe...
Miller’s visit seemed to have settled nothing. If anything, John-Boy had the feeling the doctor thought his mother should try and make the best of spending her life in a wheelchair. And John-Boy got little encouragement when he delivered the pamphlets to Dr. Vance. The doctor had come out to his ...