Robin Lee Hatcher - [Coming To America 02] - Plot & Excerpts
A difference for the better. The house was cleaner and the meals were tasty. His ma looked more rested than she had in months. He’d actually heard her humming. Even his nieces looked tidy, their curly red hair captured in braids. Come to think of it, little Suzanne seemed less inclined to throw one of her temper tantrums, and Martha smiled more often than before. Funny, he hadn’t really thought about the girls’ behavior until he’d seen the changes in them. On Saturday evening, after a supper of fried pork and potato griddle cakes—what Inga called raggmunkar eller rårakor—Dirk sat down at the kitchen table with his logbook and financial records. He thought sometimes that he hated this task even more than milking cows in the wee hours of the morning, perhaps because it was obvious to him when he saw how little money they had that he was failing everyone. His brother had managed to make a profit when he was living. Dirk was lucky to break even from year to year. He didn’t know how long he’d been going over the figures and making entries before he became aware of soft voices coming from the living room.
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