Linda pushes the heavy birch door of Miss Roma’s room. The crack that reveals itself allows a waft of something surprisingly fresh to ease through. Normally Miss Roma’s room has the same putrid smell as the others. Linda raps on the door as she pushes it all the way open and calls out for her elderly friend.
“Miss Roma? It’s me Linda. I’ve come to read to you.”
There is no response as usual so Linda closes the door gently and steps across the room near Miss Roma. Today she is sitting in her favorite wingback chair and looking out the window. Her gray hair is frizzy atop her head and her cheeks are pink. Her gray eyes sit amidst wrinkles earned over her ninety four years. For a brief moment Linda thinks about how beautiful Miss Roma must have been as a young girl back in Mississippi. Her thoughts are detoured when the air conditioner kicks on. A breeze of coolant rushes up her nostrils.
“Miss Roma, are you cold?” Linda asks as she goes to grab a blanket from the bed.
“Shush now before you wake my baby.”
Miss Roma takes hold of Linda’s arm.
Linda looks at the bed and there, wrapped in a blanket is a baby doll. It is the kind that has eyes that close when you lay it down. It looks old and Linda wonders where it came from since she has never seen it in her room before.
Linda does as the doctor suggested and doesn’t feed into Miss Roma’s imagination. Instead she reverts back to her original purpose.
“Miss Roma, I was thinking on the way over here that I could read to you the story of David and Goliath.”
The little old woman chuckles and shakes her head.
“What’s so funny?” Linda asks. She is really perplexed by her friend today.
“Child, get my baby for me. He’s hungry. There’s a bottle on the table.”
Linda gets the doll and one of those bottles that appears empty when you turn it upside down. Miss Roma takes hold of the doll and caresses it just like a real infant. She looks at Linda and lets out a long breath as though she is exasperated.
“Now, have a seat and I’m going to tell you the story of David and Goliath. Oh, and by the way, I don’t need that book either. It’s all up here.” Miss Roma taps her left temple and smiles.
Linda takes a seat in the other wing chair across from Miss Roma and sits mesmerized and she listens to the story. Miss Roma doesn’t miss a beat as she speaks. Her story is lively and full of excitement. She even did impersonations of what David or Goliath might sound like when they spoke. As Linda watches Miss Roma, she realizes that this must have been how she was when she was younger. She obviously loved children because she had five but has outlived them all. She was a teacher and Linda reckons she was a great one.
“When that big man fell to the ground, his last breath took him right to hell.” Miss Roma smiles as she looks at her doll and straightens its blanket.
“That was a wonderful story Miss Roma! You really are something today. Would you like anything to drink or a snack? I can go get us some orange juice and sugar cookies from the cafeteria.”
Miss Roma just shakes her head no and looks at Linda. This time her smile is a little softer.
“Are you alright, Miss Roma?”
“Oh, I’m fine. I’m just getting ready to go.” Miss Roma seems confident in her words as she looks out the window. Soon her eyes close and Miss Roma lets out a breath. Her body is relaxed and perfectly still.
Linda looks at her scared. “Miss Roma? Miss Roma?”
Miss Roma snaps her eyes open and grins. “Ha! You thought I died, didn’t you?”
“Well, you said you were getting ready to go and then you shut your eyes and let out a breath. Yeah, I thought you died. That wasn’t funny, Miss Roma.”
“I just need to go to the bathroom. Lay my baby down and help me up.” Miss Roma’s laughter fills the room and Linda laughs along with her knowing that eventually when this old woman draws her last breath, it will take her straight to heaven.
The opinions expressed by authors may not necessarily reflect the opinion of FaithWriters.com.
If you died today, are you absolutely certain that you would go to heaven? You can be right now. CLICK HERE
JOIN US at FaithWriters for Free. Grow as a Writer and Spread the Gospel.