“Why, I’m thirty-one,” Allison responded, reticently. “You should stop by my shop, and we can do something about your hair.” “If we have time, with all this unpacking…” “I hadn’t heard about it,” Allison admitted.
I trust we will see you at the town meeting, this Friday?” Mrs. We just wanted to stop by and bid you welcome. Allison figured it must be a local custom and went along with it. Jack Bridger in her entire life, but she supposed that is exactly how these women must think of her. Frederick Barnes.” The woman smiled, raising an eyebrow to the others.Īllison thought it very strange the women referred to themselves in such formal terms. “Yes, I’m Allison Bridger.” She smiled, taking the casserole that the one held out for her. “You must be Jack Bridger’s wife.” The one said, assuming. It was then that she realized that although their hairstyles would indicate differently, not a one could have been a day older than thirty-five. They all wore the same jet white hairstyle, curled tightly to their heads, and appeared, at least through the screen door, to be in their sixties.Īllison smiled and opened the door, whereupon, all three women let themselves inside. “Welcome to Hackinsaw.” The three said, almost in unison. Thinking it was a delivery of some sort, she was surprised to find three older women standing on the stoop. She hadn’t been unpacking for more than a few minutes, before the doorbell rang. Still, it was difficult to argue with the large raise, so Allison supposed she would make the best of it. Why, the largest shop in town was the grocery store, and that wasn’t more than five aisles of nothing but the basics.
Now, Allison had gotten used to living in a fairly urban environment, and when Jack had shown her the town where they’d be living, she knew it would take some getting used to. “Really?” Suddenly the prospect of tearing up house, and setting up elsewhere wasn’t quite as daunting.Īnd, so, after finding the house they really liked, they once again, picked up stakes and moved some thirteen hundred miles west. All you need to do is sit back and direct them.” He promised. “Well, you’ll be happy to know that this time the company is sending packers. It’s just so much work for me.” She complained. They hadn’t been struggling by any means, but an extra twenty thousand a year would make all the difference. “Would you rather that I pass up the extra twenty thousand a year I’ll be making at this new plant?” Jack asked her.Īllison steamed, because she knew she couldn’t. “You promised that we wouldn’t have to move again.” Allison accused, and Jack announced his most recent promotion. They had moved three times in the past five years, and she had just about had enough. Every time she would get settled into a new town, something would happen, and her husband would be transferred.
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