TY - JOUR
AU - Farris, Holly.
AB - Holly Farris Appalachian Heritage, Volume 30, Number 3, Summer 2002, pp. 80-87 (Article) Published by The University of North Carolina Press DOI: https://doi.org/10.1353/aph.2002.0027 For additional information about this article https://muse.jhu.edu/article/436147/summary Access provided at 19 Feb 2020 20:32 GMT from JHU Libraries SHORT STORY Holly Farris ARTHRITIS ATE UP NEW JOINTS IN MY BODY since my first cousin Estelle mailed me a postcard announcing this Kitzer family reunion. I made sure to arrive at the park early, solely because I need Stell to zip my dress. Now that I'm eighty years old, my elbows and wrists won't get me decent, at least not between mid-back and that knob I dust with beige face powder at the base of my neck. As much bother as Stell is, a lady needs a cousin like her. Snagged on a splintery picnic table bench, my flowered Sunday dress hangs open, fabric and me suffering in noonday September heat. I smoke cigarettes, a habit Stell highly disapproves of and which I hide from her. So I suck a last Pall Mall. Good posture prepares me to be nice. What I hold against Stell is that she's a copycat. I keep a running list of things 
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JF - Appalachian Review
DA - 2014-01-08
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