Journal #7

Janie gathered herself "Nanny, I ben thinkin bout my future and what want and it ain't Logan". Nanny face seemed to tighten, but she said nothing so Janie continued, "I know you want me to be safe because of what happened to mama, but I ain't her Nanny. Im old enough to be sterin my own ship. Deres a whole world out there I wanna see before settle down and when I do decide to marry, it gonna be with someone I love". Janie looked at the damage she had done but was confused my the neutral look that blanketed Nanny's face. Finally nanny spoke, "Well it look to me like you got your mind made up then, can't say I'm happy bout the whole thing but der seems to be no way to convince you otherwise". Janie tried to hide her surprise at Nanny's words, "Now i don't mean to leave you just yet Nanny". "Oh i think you do mean leave, there ain't no reason for you to stay here, if you mean what you just said I don't mean to hold you back, you get your things together and be ready to leave by tomorrow monrnin. Ain't know way im keeping you her cooped up takin care of me". So despite her protests Janie packed all her clothes into a suitcase and set it by her bed. She slept soundly knowing that she had escaped a dull fate. The next morning rose and the world seemed new and fresh as the sun peeked its head over the hills to see what had happened during the night. Janie got herself dressed and decided that she would make breakfast for Nanny. She put the meal on a tray and slowly opened the door to Nanny's room. She looked at the old woman, her head peaking out from under the covers was calm and peaceful. Janie went over grap Nanny's hand, she jumped back at the coldness of the touch. She felt Nanny's chest and realized that the poor woman had died in her sleep.