antishurtugal_reborn

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I almost tripped over my feet trying to get to the door, my head ready to bust from all the tears pushing to get out. I felt like my heart had smashed into a million pieces. Those smashed pieces were like bits of broken glass that floated around in my pricking and poking and tearing me up inside.

What a truly awful piece of description.

"Hmmph!" Amy said with her nose scrunched like she was smelling something bad. "Figures somebody with skin as black as yours couldn't play anything but colored songs. You're nothing but trash, like my mother says."

Don't you just love how gracefully and subtly implied the racism is here? And say hello to another of Kelly's ridiculously over-the-top bully characters. She and Chiara must be related.

Williams finally makes it the short distance from Amy's house back to hers, and Daddy Fletcher is home. She starts complaining to him about Amy, and Fletcher tells her to ignore Amy, she's got way more talent than that wicked girl.

Wow, she really IS Chiara 2.0

You'd think Mama would be right tickled

"I'm Cockney now for some reason. Blimey!"

Anyway, Mama is not moved by Williams' words

And neither am I. Could this possibly be any more ham-fisted?

Nanny and Mama get fed up with arguing with her and go into the kitchen to drink. Williams hates that they're drinking, hates that Grandpa goes to the basement to keep away from their drinking so he can't be with Williams in the parlor while she plays. She hates how all the drinking is keeping the family apart. Even though it's Prohibition Era, they still drink almost every day.

ALCOHOL BAD!!!
I think everyone has gotten it by now, Kelly.

I went straight to my piano first thing and started working out some new sounds that had been sizzling inside me.

Does anyone else have a sudden craving for sausages and/or bacon or is it just me?

You don't get sounds and feelings from paper."

You'd think an AUTHOR who expresses feelings and such via words on paper (or at least attempts to) would know better than to put in something like this, but apparently not.

"It surely was, but the music made the work light."

Wow. No.

and soon everyone (except Mama and Daddy Fletcher, who are drinking in the kitchen) is up and dancing around and having a great time.

WE GET IT ALREADY. EXCESSIVE DRINKING DRIVES FAMILIES APART. FFS.