"Your mamma's been taking something," Helen told me worriedly when I was at my parent's house this morning.
Helen followed me into mom's bedroom. Mom's words were all garbled and slurred. She said she had just awakened from a deep sleep. I stuck her car keys in my pocket and headed home. Mom was clear headed enough to ask me if I was getting us a fried catfish plate tonight before I left. I had promised mom earlier in the week we would eat Merl's Diner's catfish tonight.