The Help / Прислуга. Книга для чтения на английском языке

A church baby we like to call it.

“Quit squirming, Mae Mobley,” Miss Fredericks snap, “or I’ll pinch you.”

I write it quickly on my pad. “Sit in the sun for how long?” “Bout an hour. Let it dry.” I pull out the next letter and, just as quickly, she answers it. After four or five, I exhale, relieved. “Thank you, Aibileen. You have no idea how much this helps.” “Ain’t no trouble. Long as Miss Leefolt don’t need me.” I gather up my papers and take a last sip of my Coke, letting myself relax for five seconds before I have to go write

Taking care a white babies, that’s what I do, along with all the cooking and the cleaning. I done raised seventeen kids in my lifetime.

there she be, red-hot and hollering with the colic, fighting that bottle like it’s a rotten turnip. Miss