In spite of themselves and their families ten year old Janiece Addison and fourteen Year old Icey May Watkins become friends one summer.
Growing up in Love, Oklahoma was a wonderful experience for Janiece but Icey May had the misfortune of being born on the wrong side of the tracks.
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Love, Oklahoma, August 1953
"I'll tell you the truth," Faye told Donna, "all a man really cares about is, well ... you know." When Donna didn't reply she said, "Did you hear me?"
"Yeah. You've told me that before, but Mama! I don't care, I just want to have a good time and go on dates." Donna started to roll up the car window beside her because the wind was messing up her hair.
"Don't you dare roll up that window! Are you crazy? You know those kids will burn up back there." Faye glared at her daughter and turned up the hillbilly music playing on the radio.
Donna glared back her mother and turned the volume down, then turned and looked at her little brother and sister in the back seat. She had to smile, even though she thought they were a couple of royal pains in her neck. "Mama, look at them stuffing their faces."
Faye glanced over into the back seat and smiled, too. "They're trying so hard not to go to sleep. Janiece thinks she's too old for naps. Told me yesterday, 'only babies like Nickie take a nap'."
"Oh, I'll bet he loved that! He just hates it when she calls him a baby, or frog face, or turtle eyes, or any of the other pet names she has for him." Donna smiled thinking Nickie did resemble a frog. "This popcorn is making me thirsty. Can we stop at the filling station at Richard Spur and get a bottle of pop?"
"Well we're almost to Porter Hill when we're at Richard Spur!" Faye said humming along with Eddie Arnold.
"Yeah, so what?" Donna asked wondering about her mother's reasoning. She realized her mother didn't have to make sense--she was driving the car.
"Well, when we get to Porter Hill we're just six miles from Taylor, andwhen we get to Taylor we're just four miles from Love."
"So?" Donna prompted sarcastically.
"So, we might as well wait until we get home." When she heard Donna grumble she added quickly. "Now you might as well stay quiet about it. If we stop, the kids will get out too, right?"
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