Over My Dead Body!

Spine and front cover of the dust jacket for t...Mary had many special sayings that she enjoyed belting out, usually at the most inopportune times.  One of her favorites was, “Over my dead body!”

She would seem to wait until she could get the most bang for her buck and would yell out that something would happen “Over my dead body!”  It seemed to be overkill to Abby and me.  How about a simple, “No”?

Mary did not like to waste any opportunity she had to call attention to all of us and loved the reaction.

Needless to say, Abby and I were mortified and since it seemed to end any possibility for negotiation, we just walked away.  Mary did not like to compromise and never thought that her children (aka her underlings/slaves) should ever ask for a reason.  If you dared to question her authority, you paid a heavy price.  You would sooner be thrown to the sharks!

Abby and I learned a valuable lesson when dealing with her.  Simply don’t ask, don’t tell.  We knew all about DADT long before it became a buzzword in the military, although we often were operating under a covert mission.  It was all about secrecy, anonymity and prayers.  “God help us if we get caught!”

 

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