Janet Harlow and her boys have their lives turned upside down in a few short moments.
Chapter One : Page One
“Now c’mon just walk slowly and make sure you boys don’t open your eyes,” momma said, while holding one hand over both my eyes. Anxiously, I inched forward. “Slowly now, just a few more steps.” Then suddenly, whispering in my ear. “Ok Boys, open them!”
I am looking at a car. Abruptly she is shouting, “It’s a 1957 Candy Apple Red and Pearl White Bel-Air Low-Rider boys. That’s right, while fluffing her hair, sarcastically mamma said,”boys, when we leave for Kentucky, we travelin’ in style.”
I looked at Johnny and he looked as dumbfounded as I felt. “Don’t you get it,” mamma yelled, “it came here di-rectly from good ol’ Dee-troit.” While laying across the hood and kissing the metal, she said, “your mamma is in love boys. This is better than any darn ol’ man. This is like an orgasm – that’s a Chinese word boys. It means pleasure,” and she smiled.
Holding the door open, “get in boys, smell that new car smell. Take it in fellas; that will stay with you for the rest of your days. Within minutes, we were racing down the main highway. “Your mamma is crazy today! That’s right world, crazy ol’ Janet Harlow is blowing out of this shit hole tomorrow,” she screamed out her window and threw her tan beach hat right out the window also.
Bending down, mama was searching for something on the floor. Crash ! Our car was hit. Crashing glass is flying everywhere, groaning and stressed metal that is moaning under the strain, and the cries of injured people are the only sounds I can hear. I am thrown across my seat. The broken bones and dripping blood are everywhere. But in a single moment, I see that mama is hanging out the window – she is lifeless! She is bleeding from the side of her head. Suddenly, I felt odd and everything went dark.