Tarnished Gold (Landry 5) - Page 71

relax. Put your mind on something else. Think about

your swamp, your animals, flowers, anything," she

said.

A few moments later, Octavious appeared with

a bottle of bourbon. He stood there in shock. Gladys

was writhing on her bed, her eyes closed, moaning

and occasionally screaming.

"What's wrong with her?" he asked Mama. "I wouldn't even try to answer that," she told

him, and took the whiskey. She poured it over her

hands and scrubbed them with the alcohol, while

Octavious went to Gladys's side and tried to rouse her

out of her strange state, but she didn't acknowledge

him. Whenever he touched her, she screamed louder.

He stood back, shuddering, confused, pleading with

her to get control of herself.

Mama returned to my bedside and began her

effort to turn the baby. I thought I must have gone in

and out of consciousness because I couldn't remember

what happened or how long I was crying and

moaning. Once, I looked over and saw the expression

of utter horror on Octavious's face. I knew Mama was happy he was in the room, witnessing all the pain and turmoil, hoping he would see it for years in

nightmares.

Fortunately for me and the baby, Mama had

&nbs

p; miraculous hands. Later she would tell me if she had

failed, the only alternative was a cesarean section. But

Mama was truly the Cajun healer. I saw from the

happy expression on her face that she had managed to

turn the baby. Then, guiding me, coaxing and

coaching me along, she continued the birthing

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