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Then I would quietly but persistently punish myself. For every bad judgment, the fine was no silver-wrapped Kisses, the sweet chocolate drops that I loved more than anything in the world, except Bailey. And maybe canned pineapples . My obsession with pineapples nearly drove me mad. I dreamt of the days when I would be grown and able to buy a whole carton for myself alone.
Although the syrupy golden rings sat in their exotic cans on our shelves year round, we only tasted them during Christmas. Momma used the juice to make almost-black fruit cake. Then she lined heavy soot-encrusted iron skillets with the pineapple rings for rich upside-down cakes. Bailey and I received one slice each, and I carried mine around for hours, shredding off the fruit until nothing was left except the perfume on my fingers. I’d like to think that my desire for pineapples was so sacred that I wouldn’t allow myself to steal a can (which was possible) and eat it alone out in the garden, but I’m certain that I must have weighed the possibility of the scent exposing me and didn’t have the nerve to attempt it.
Until I was thirteen and left Arkansas for good, the Store was my favorite place to be. Alone and empty in the mornings, it looked like an unopened present from a stranger. Opening the front doors was pulling the ribbon off the unexpected gift. The light would come in softly (we faced north), easing itself over the shelves of mackerel, salmon, tobacco, thread. It fell flat on the big vat of lard and by noontime during the summer the grease had softened to a thick soup. Whenever I walked into the Store in the afternoon, I sensed that it was tired. I alone could hear the slow pulse of its job half done. But just before bedtime. After numerous people had walked in and out, had argued over their bills, or joked about their neighbors, or just dropped in “to give Sister Henderson a ‘Hi y’all,’” the promise of magic mornings returned to the Store and spread itself over the family in washed life waves.

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然后我会悄悄地,但坚持惩罚自己. 每一个错误的判断,晴朗无银包裹接吻, 甜蜜的巧克力滴,我爱莫过于世界上除了贝雷. 也许凤梨罐头. 我的痴迷与凤梨近驱使我疯了. 我想过的日子,我会茁壮成长,能买一箱全为自己. 虽然风格黄金戒指坐在自己的彩罐的货架全年 我们只有他们尝到过圣诞节. 妈妈用果汁,使几乎黑色水果蛋糕. 然后她内衬重型煤烟包覆铸铁skillets与凤梨戒指富有倒置式月饼. 贝雷,我接到一个片每次,我抱着矿井周围小时 碎纸过水果,直到什么也没有剩下,除了香水,我的手指. 我想,认为我的愿望是凤梨这么神圣,我不会允许自己偷一辆 可以(这是可能的) ,吃它单独列于花园 但我确信我必须权衡可能性的香味掩盖的,我又没有胆量 尝试它.
直到我13年离开家乡阿肯色州为好,小店是我最喜欢的地方. 单靠空洞的上午,它看起来像一个未拆目前来自陌生人. 打开前门,是拉动缎带序幕意想不到的礼物. 鉴于将在软卧(我们面对北) ,缓和了自己的货架鲭鱼,鲑鱼,烟草,线程. 它触礁的大酱缸猪油,由午时夏季黄油中,以软化 一羹. 每当我走进商店下午,我感觉到它是累了. 我就能听到脉搏缓慢,其半途而废. 但刚刚才就寝. 经过无数次的人已走了,出了争议,他们的帐单,或开玩笑,对他们的邻居, 还是下降" ,让妹妹恒基'喜同感, "许诺魔术早上回到店里 和传播自己的家庭洗涤人生波澜.