Prologue
As the years went by, though, Mary Alice and I grew up, and though Grandma never changed, we'd seem to see a different woman every summer. (P.1)
Chapter 1
I'd have bet money Grandma wouldn't let Mrs. Wilcox in for a quick look, let alone overnight. But of course Grandma was putting on the best show possible to pull wool over the reporter's eyes. (1.63)
Chapter 2
From something Dad said, it had dawned on Mary Alice and me that our trip down to Grandma's was meant to be an annual event.Mary Alice pitched a fit. (2.1-2)
Chapter 3
What if he knew his own mother ran illegal fish traps? Brewing home beer was one thing, because the Prohibition law only profited the bootleggers. But we're talking about good sportsmanship here.I...
Chapter 4
Grandma waved that away. "Don't give it a thought. You can take my grandson instead," she said. "If he wants to go." The heavens opened. I thought I heard celestial music. Somehow I was up in the f...
Chapter 5
Though Mary Alice was getting a little too leggy to be a child star, Mother said taking tap would give her poise. So Mary Alice was apt to stop cold on a sidewalk and run through a tap routine in h...
Chapter 6
Then as if a sudden thought struck her, she nudged me. "And you can give this boy here a two-dollar bill." She nudged Mary Alice. "And fair's fair. Give this girl two dollars too." (6.138)
Chapter 7
She blinked in surprise at the green eyes blinking back. "For heaven's sake," she said. "It's the kitten. Poor little thing. It took her three days to find her way back from Uncle Grady's to the co...
Chapter 8
Grandma was there, watching through the watches of the night for the train to pass through. She couldn't know what car I was in, but her hand was up, and she was waving—waving big at all the cars...