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Chapter 15
Mustabeendoin’ninety.Steerin’wheelwentrightonthroughtheguyan’lef’hima-wigglin’likeafrogonahook.Peachofacar.Ahoney.Youcanhaveherforpeanutsnow.Drivin’alone,theguywas."
Allookedupfromhiswork."Hurtthetruck?"
"Oh,JesusChrist!Wasn’tatruck.Oneofthemcut-downcarsfullastovesan’pansan’mattressesan’kidsan’chickens.Goin’west,youknow.Thisguycomebyusdoin’ninety—r’aredupontwowheelsjusttopassus,an’acar’scomin’sohecutsinan’whangsthisheretruck.Drovelikehe’sblin’drunk.Jesus,theairwasfullofbedclothesan’chickensan’kids.Killedonekid.Neverseensuchamess.Wepulledup.Ol’manthat’sdrivin’thetruck,hejus’stan’stherelookin’atthatdeadkid.Can’tgetawordoutof’im.Jus’rum-dumb.GodAlmighty,theroadisfullathemfamiliesgoin’west.Neverseensomany.Getsworseallatime.Wonderwherethehelltheyallcomefrom?"
"Wonderwheretheyallgoto,"saidMae."Comehereforgassometimes,buttheydon’thardlyneverbuynothin’else.Peoplesaystheysteal.Weain’tgotnothin’layin’around.Theyneverstolenothin’fromus."
BigBill,munchinghispie,lookeduptheroadthroughthescreenedwindow."Bettertieyourstuffdown.Ithinkyougotsomeof’emcomin’now."
A1926Nashsedanpulledwearilyoffthehighway.
