The Trip to Bountiful

Jessie Mae: Thank you. Where did you find it? Carrie Watts: In your room. Jessie Mae: In my room? Carrie Watts: Yes, ma'am. Jessie Mae: Where in my room? Carrie Watts: In your dresser drawer. Right-hand side. Jessie Mae: In my dresser drawer? Carrie Watts: Yes, ma'am. I looked on the top of your dresser, wasn't there, something told me... Jessie Mae: Mother Watts! Ludie, how many times have I asked her never to look into my dresser drawers? Carrie Watts: You wanted me to find the recipe. Jessie Mae: I don't want you to go into my dresser drawers. I'd like a little privacy, if you don't mind. Carrie Watts: Yes, ma'am. Jessie Mae: And don't you ever let me catch you looking in them again for anything. I can't stand people snooping in my dresser drawers. Carrie Watts: All right. Next time you just find it yourself! [angrily tosses the recipe to the floor] Jessie Mae: You pick that recipe up, if you please? Carrie Watts: Pick it up yourself. I have no intention of picking that up! [sits on

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Carrie Watts: Excuse me for getting personal, but what is a pretty girl like you doing traveling alone? Thelma: My husband's just been sent overseas. I'm going to stay with my family. Carrie Watts: Oh, I'm sorry to hear. Will you just say the 91st Psalm over and over to yourself? It will be a bower of strength and protection to him. "He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of my Lord, He is my refuge and my fortress." [Thelma breaks down crying] Oh, I'm sorry. I'm sorry, honey. Thelma: That's all right. I'm just lonesome for him, is all. Carrie Watts: You keep him under the Lord's wing and he'll be safe. Thelma: Yes, ma'am. I'm sorry. I don't know what gets into me. Carrie Watts: Nobody needs to be ashamed of crying 'cause we've all dampened a pillow sometime or other. I know I have.

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