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WILD FLOWERS
by Erskine Caldwell
["Wild Flowers" is undoubtedly one of E. Caldwell's masterpieces.
The story being multiordinal the depth of its content opens up to him
who can see not only through its rather simple surface plot but through
the metaphoric and symbolic layers as well.]
I derive more satisfaction from the writing of
stories such as this one than I do from any other.
The mockingbird that had perched on the roof top
all night, filling the clear cool air with its music, had flown
away when the sun rose. There was silence as deep and
mysterious as the flat sandy country that extended mile
after mile in every direction. Yesterday's shadows on the
white sand began to rea,ssemble under the trees and around
the fence posts, spreading on the ground the lacy foliage
of the branches and the fuzzy slabs of the wooden fence.
The sun rose in leaps and bounds, jerking itself upward
as though it were in a great hurry to rise above the tops
of the pines so it could shine down upon the flat country
from there to the Gulf.
Inside the house the bedroom was light and warm.
Nellie had been awake ever since the mockingbird had
left. She lay on her side with one arm under her head.
Her other arm was around the head beside her on the
pillow. Her eyelids fluttered. Then for a minute at a time
they did not move at all. After that they fluttered again,
seven or eight or nine times in quick succession. She
waited as patiently as she could for Vern to wake up.
When Vern came home sometime late in the night,
he did not wake her. She had stayed awake waiting for
him as long as she could, but she had become so sleepy
her eyes would not stay open until he came.
The dark head on the pillow beside hers looked tired
and worn. Vern's forehead, even in sleep, was wrinkled
a little over his nose. Around the corners of his eyes the
skin was darker than it was anywhere else on the face.
She reached over as carefully as possible and kissed the
cheek closest to her. She wanted to put both arms around
his head and draw him to her,, and to kiss him time after
' time and hold his dark head tight against her face.
Again her eyelids fluttered uncontrollably.
"Vern," she whispered softly. "Vern."