Chapter 5 Summary
Skeeter is driving her mother’s Cadillac too fast on a gravel road, but she does not care that she is damaging the car as she thinks about what Hilly said to her today during bridge club. She, Elizabeth, and Hilly have been friends since elementary school, and they were close. At Ole Miss, she and Hilly were roommates until Hilly left to get married. But today Hilly threatened to kick Skeeter out of the League. Skeeter does not care so much about the League; she is hurt because her friend is willing to cast her aside so easily.
Skeeter pulls into the lane of Longleaf, her family’s cotton plantation, and slows down so her mother will not see how fast she has been driving. When she goes inside, the conversation between Eugenia (Skeeter) and her mother is typical: all of Eugenia’s friends from college have jobs and husbands but she has neither—and her dress is dirty. Telling her mother she wants to be a writer will only bring on more of the same, so Skeeter does not tell her; nor does she tell her about the boy in college who broke her heart. One time when Skeeter told her mother she wanted to use some of her trust fund money to get her own apartment, her mother had cried “real tears” and took to her bed. Now her mother is looking at her as if she does not understand a thing about her. When her mother begins once again to talk about how to find a husband, Skeeter kicks off her shoes and walks out the front door—her mother’s warnings about ringworm and mosquito encephalitis wafting behind her. She has been here for the three months since graduation, and she feels as if she is in a place where she no longer belongs.
Her older brother nicknamed her “Skeeter” when she was born because she looked like a mosquito with her long legs and skinny body. Her mother has spent her entire life trying to convince people to call her Eugenia—without success. “Mrs. Charlotte Boudreau Cantrelle Phelan does not like nicknames.” In her teen years, Skeeter was tall—too tall, according to her petite mother. The five-foot-eleven girl has a twenty-five thousand dollar trust fund (from cotton) to entice men who are more concerned about money than beauty.
Skeeter’s childhood attic room is adorned like a white wedding cake, and it is still her sanctuary. The only thing she never liked about her room was that the slanted stairs were a separation between her and Constantine. Skeeter has the newspaper spread out on her bed and is checking the help wanted ads. She has aspirations of writing “something people would actually read,” and she even applied once for a job at a major publishing house. The only jobs listed in the female help wanted ads are for a salesgirl, a junior secretary, and a junior stenographer; when she looks in the male help wanted ads, she sees four columns of job openings.
Pascagoula is the maid at Longleaf, a tiny black woman with curly hair and a white uniform. She calls Skeeter to the phone and tells her Miss Hilly...
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