Literature
Auntie Welliver
Auntie Welliver was her name, though my family and I always called her Auntie. Even though we called her that, though, she wasn’t really that old. On the screen, she looked to be in her 30s, maybe 40s. Mom used to say that I had to listen closely to Auntie Welliver’s stories, that everyone was expected to know them growing up. It was hard to follow along sometimes, especially with the older stuff, but I knew if I didn’t listen to Auntie, I wouldn’t do well on the tests. And you never wanted to fail the tests.
As I grew up, sometimes I would ask Mom about Auntie Welliver’s tales while we sat in the galley of the