Thank You Mam

This story can take place in any ghetto, and any big city, now in this ghetto, Elizabeth big woman, and she got a large pocketbook. I mean, she put everything in it about the kitchen sink, and she carried on her shoulder like this. But it must have been about 11 o'clock at night. And she was heading home from work alone. Big mistake. When it comes to young boy right behind her, who drives the statue of pocketbook. To stop broke from a certain turkey gave it. And with the weight of that post, and the weight of the boy, the boy lost his balance, and fell. On the sidewalk, with his legs up in the air. That big woman simply turned around. Kicked him right square in his blue Jean behind. And she grabbed him by his shirt front, and she shook him. She shook him until his teeth rat. And she said, now you pick up my pocketbook. And she laying down just enough for him to pick it up. Give it here. Yes, ma'am. How come you won't do a thing like that? Oh, I didn't mean to man. You were alive. About this time, people passing by begin to look. Some folks just stood there watching. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. She said, mmm mmm mmm. Your face sure was dirty. I got a good mind to wash it. Ain't nobody at home to tell you when to wash your face? No, ma'am. Well, it's gonna get washed this evening. And that big woman proceeds to walk on down the street, toward home, dragging the boy behind him. He looked about 14, 15 years old. Blue jeans and tennis shoes. She said, lord, you should be my son. I teach you right from wrong. Because I can do now is get that face wash. You hungry boy? No, ma'am. I just want you to turn me loose. Was I bothering you when I turned the corner? No, ma'am. But you made contact with me. And if you think that contact can go last a while, you got another thing coming. 'cause we go on through with you, young man. You're gonna remember miss Euler beats Washington Jones. Sweat puddle on the boy's face and he tried to get loose miss you and grab the boy in front of him. But when both have Nelson's round as Nick and continued on down the street, toward home. And she gets home. She walks up these stairs until a little way down the hallway. The bulk of hip hop's laughing and talking. Opens the door, turns over light. And she leaves the door open. So the board would know they were not alone. What's your name, boy? Roger. Knock over to that thing and wash your face, roger. And she let him loose at last. Roger look at the open door, look at the sink and the open door and the sink and the door and he went to the sea. But the water until they get warm. Here's a clean towel. You will take me to your man? Not with that face, I wouldn't take you nowhere. Here I was trying to get home to get me a bite to eat, and you gonna snatch my pocketbook. I just wanted some new shoes. Well, you didn't have to snatch my pocketbook to get no new shoes. All you had to do was ask. Now, water dropping from the space, the boarding of what to do. So after he drives his face, he died it again. And with it to see what was next, but the door was still open. He could run for it. On the Lydia on the day they had said, I was young once. I wanted things I couldn't get. And the boy frowned. Didn't even know he was frowning. She said, you thought I was going to say what didn't. You thought I was going to say but I didn't snatch nobody's pocketbook. That's not what I was going to say. Son. I've done some terrible things in my time. I can't even tell you. I can't even tell God. So people already know. We all got things in common. And you sit down there. I believe you hungry. I mean, you look good. Goes back behind the screen, cooking something to eat. Didn't even watch the board to see if you've gone away and didn't watch her purse, which she left on a date bed. But that boy made sure he was real on the other side of that room. Welcome her purse. He said, ma'am, need somebody to go to the store or something? No, I don't believe I do. I'm just gonna make some hot chocolate out of this look here in yokai. That's fine, man. Miss you to warm up some Llama beans and ham and made the cocoa. They sat down to eat. She didn't ask him about his parents or nothing. That would embarrass him. Just talked about how she walked down at the hotel beauty shop. And then she couldn't have a ten cents kick. It's a more son. It's a move. And they were done. Miss eula went down into a bosom. She said here. Take this money. You go buy them shoes. And remember, don't make the big mistake of snatching on my pocketbook. Or anyone else that you hear? Because you got by devilish ways. Bring your feet. Come on. Gotta get my wrist now. She walked the board to the front door and watching walk down the stairs. Behavior, son. Behave yourself. Well, that boy wanted to send more than thank you to miss hula, they Washington Jones. But even though his mother was moving, he couldn't even say that. And when he turned to look at her in that big doorway, she was gone. Thank you, ma'am. Thank you.