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           Itain’trighttoleaveagraveunmounded."

           "Can’the’pit,"saidTom."They’ddig’imrightup,an’we’dgetitforbreakin’thelaw.YouknowwhatIgetifIbreakthelaw."

           "Yeah,"Pasaid."Iforgotthat."HetooktheshovelfromJohnandleveledthegrave."She’llsink,comewinter,"hesaid."Can’the’pthat,"saidTom."We’llbealongwaysoffbywinter.Trompheringood,an’we’llstrewstuffoverher."

           WHENTHEPORKandpotatoesweredonethefamiliessataboutonthegroundandate,andtheywerequiet,staringintothefire.Wilson,tearingaslabofmeatwithhisteeth,sighedwithcontentment."Niceeatin’pig,"hesaid.

           "Well,"Paexplained,"wehadacoupleshoats,an’wethoughtwemight’swelleat’em.Can’tgetnothin’for’em.Whenwegetkindause’tamovin’an’Macansetupbread,why,it’llbeprettynice,seein’thecountryan’twokagsa’porkrightinthetruck.Howlongyoufolksbeenontheroad?"

           Wilsonclearedhisteethwithhistongueandswallowed."Weain’tbeenlucky,"hesaid."Webeenthreeweeksfromhome."

           "Why,GodAwmighty,weaimtobeinCaliforniaintendaysorless."

           Albrokein,"Idunno,Pa.Withthatloadwe’repackin’,wemaybeain’tnevergonnagetthere.Notifthey’smountainstogoover."

           Theyweresilentaboutthefire.Theirfaceswereturneddownwardandtheirhairandforeheadsshowedinthefirelight.