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Kelly Deconstructed 1: The Ties That Bind

Thursday, Jul 24 “You always catch up to me at the most embarrassing moments,” Kelly rasped. “It’s not a time for joking.” “It’s not a joke,” Kelly answered, turning her head away. She remembered now that she’d spent a little time that morning that way, staring out the window at … nothing but tops of trees and a gray, mostly cloudy sky. Nothing had changed. It looked like rain. She felt woozy. Weak. “Gilbert!” Kelly turned her head to see Elektra step aside, a fat nurse (weren’t they all?) bustling in (didn’t they all?) and next to Kelly’s bed. She was Black and not quite middle-aged and had an air of competence about her that all the other Black civil servants of Athens, Georgia whom she’d met the last couple of months had seemed to lack. “How you feelin’, Honey?” “OK. Hungry. When can I eat?” The nurse ignored her. “What’s my name?” “I don’t know.” “Shanaya. What’s your name?” “Gilberte.” She emphasized the -tay. “Ohhhhh! Gilberte! That’s what the -e is for. What’s your