Juanita Slocumb:
Charisse, honey, where is Junior?
Charisse Slocumb:
I don't know, ask Bernice Talbot.
Juanita Slocumb:
[laughs]
Girl, you so funny. You want some gum?
Charisse Slocumb:
[Coldly]
No thank you.
Juanita Slocumb:
I always crave a pack of sweet gum before weddings and funerals. I think it's something about the rhythm of it that sort of lulls me, helps my mind wander. You wanna know what I think about when my mind wanders?
Charisse Slocumb:
Well I'm sure you gon tell me.
Juanita Slocumb:
I think about my life. How at the end of each day I tuck my precious boy into bed. Turn off the lights in my $80,000 home. Crawl into my king-sized bed. And lie there and wonder. Where the hell my husband is.
[pause]
Juanita Slocumb:
You sure you don't want a piece?
Charisse Slocumb:
[Surprised. Takes a piece of gum]
Why don't you leave him?
Juanita Slocumb:
And go where? Charisse, I got everything I ever asked for.
Charisse Slocumb:
But if he really loves you...
Juanita Slocumb:
Then I might be forced into that God-awful position of having to love him back.
[pause]
Juanita Slocumb:
Do you love Junior?
Charisse Slocumb:
I just...
Juanita Slocumb:
[Interrupts]
No. Do you want him back?
[pause]
Juanita Slocumb:
You don't have to answer that honey. Just sit back and let the sweet gum take its effect. It'll come to you.
Juanita Slocumb:
Whew. Hot in here.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 09:04