Larry Kimmel

Poised to Knock, I Hear . . .

". . . and don't you ever give me a scare like that again. I've worked my fingers to the bone and worried the whole night through till I'm near sick to death to make a decent home for you as best I can without a man to help me and this is the thanks I get. Gone all day without a word on your whereabouts. What was I to think? You might have been dead or drowned for all I knew. Don't you care how I might feel? Don't you respect my feelings . . ."

poised to knock, I hear . . .
and decide to knock
another day