Chapter 33
A Man of Few Words
THE JOHNSONS WATCHED their one and only daughter walk hand-in-hand with Venture Simmons for another afternoon date. The couple had become inseparable and most of Georgia’s conversation around the house centered on Vent—what they were going to do, where they were going to go, how strong he was, how high he jumped, and how far he threw. Florence Johnson had grown to accept the fact that Vent might be a permanent fixture in her daughter’s life, but Georgia was Daddy’s little girl. Florence took note of her husband’s wrinkled brow and a single tear streaming down his face from his right eye.
Florence walked up to him, rubbed his back, and said, “It was bound to happen, baby, she’s ready to start her own life. Vent’s a good boy. Is that there a tear of joy or sa
