The help

These next two chapters were told from the point of view of Miss Skeeter, a white lady in her early twenties, who just graduated from college and moved back in with her parents on their cotton farm. Skeeter's mother was very unhappy with her because she graduated college with a degree- rather than a husband. Skeeter is not the prettiest girl, right at 6 feet tall and she has wiry hair. She has goals for herself, goals that do not require her to have a husband. She wants to be a writer, and after being hounded by her mother to find a job where she could meet a husband, Skeeter found a job working at a local newspaper- writing a column answering readers questions about cleaning... Naturally, since she doesnt clean at all, she does not know much. But she is willing to meet with a friends maid, Aibileen, and have her answer the questions while Skeeter writes down all of the information and submits it to the paper.
While Skeeter is there talking with Aibileen, she asks her questions about her old maid, the one that raised her, Constantine. Skeeter was told by her mother that while Skeeter was in college, Constantine moved back home to Chicago to be with her sick sister, but Aibileen told a whole different story. After piecing together pieces of the pages, it turns out that Constantine was half white (which was why her eyes were light brown, and she had some patches of skin that were not as dark as others). Her mother was black, but her father was white. He would come spend weekends with her, and all she remembered was his love. Aibileen told Skeeter that her mother had fired Constantine because her daughter came to see her. Her daughter had gotten the white gene from Constantine, and could not stay with Constantine because of it. Aibileen did not want to say much more, but it was enough for Skeeter.
Aibileen and Skeeter also discussed Aibileen's son, who nobody really knew about. He had died 2 years prior, and Aibileen did not want to talk too much about him either. However, she did tell Skeeter that her son wanted to be a writer too.He had written 50 pages already of a book about what it was like to live as a black man working for a white family.  Before he died, he had left his book with a girl he knew, and nobody had seen it since. At the end of the chapter, Skeeter mentions how she cant get this thought out of her head, and it makes me think she is thinking about his book... Guess I will have to see in the next few chapters!!!