Judge's Wife, The

They migrated from the provinces when the judge retired. This was to
escape the escalating violence in those places. He was very formal and
never failed to speak. You always saw him impeccably dressed in his
dark suits. His wife dressed nicely, too, and you thought she wouldn't
be caught dead without her heels--sometimes high, sometimes medium,
never low. I suspect she'd worked only inside the home. They'd brought
up three children. He'd always provided them with nice houses and
housemaids. As she was a racist, she'd never been able to forgive the
child who married bi-racially nor fully accept the in-law. During the
old white judge's last days and weeks, as his health failed further and
further, she became exasperated and fed up with running here, running
there despite paying a full-time nurse with money he'd earned(or
stolen). Then he died and the running stopped acutely. Rest ensued. I
think she'd planned to live with one of the children but it wasn't to
be. So, she's with us still, but she doesn't live
alone. She lives with a live-in housemaid by the grace of God. A
judge's pension can be fairly comforting. Maybe in her thoughts or
heart she lives alone. But who really knows?