'Who told you you could have those, Miss Priss?' Mama asks, fanning vigorously.
'I bought 'em and I'll keep track of 'em,' I respond. 'I'll tack 'em up one on each side of the post-office window, and you can see 'em when you come to ask me for your mail, if you're so eager to see 'em.'
'Not I! I'll never enter that post office again if I live to be a hundred,' Mama declares. 'Ungrateful child! After all the money we spent on you at the Normal.'
'Me either,' Stella-Rondo chimes in. 'You can just let my mail lie there and rot, for all I care. I'll never come and take a single piece from you.'
'I should worry,' I say. 'And who do you think's going to sit down and write you all those long letters and postcards? Mr. Whitaker? Just because he was the only man who ever came to China Grove and you got him - unfairly - is he going to write to you after you come home without any explanation for that child? I may not be as smart as you, but I don't see it.'
So Mama says, 'Sister, I've told you a thousand times that Stella-Rondo just got homesick, and this child is too big to be hers,' and she suggests, 'Now, why don't you all just sit down and play Casino?'
Then Shirley-T. sticks her tongue out at me in a really horrible way. She has no manners at all. I tell her she'll cross her eyes like that one day and they'll stay that way.
'It's too late to stop me now,' I say. 'You should have tried that yesterday. I'm going to the P.O. and the only way you can see me is to visit me there.'
So Papa-Daddy says, 'You'll never catch me going into that post office, even if I feel like writing a letter somewhere.' He adds, 'I won't have you reaching out of that little window with a pair of shears and cutting off my beard. I'm too smart for you!'
'We all are,' Stella-Rondo claims.
But I retort, 'If you're so smart, where's Mr. Whitaker?'
I recently re-read some of these stories for a book group. To my great astonishment, I was deeply impressed by Welty's economy and grace. She is truly an outstanding writer. Her works are filled with such concise yet powerful expressions, and the grace with which she weaves the stories is simply remarkable. However, it seems that in today's fast-paced world, her works are not read enough. We are so caught up in the hustle and bustle of modern life that we often overlook the beauty and wisdom hidden within these classic literary works. It is a pity that such a talented writer like Welty is not given the attention and recognition she deserves. We should make more efforts to discover and appreciate her works, and let her literary charm shine through in our hearts and minds.