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Chapter 16
"S’posewewascamped,andyouwentonby.S’posewegotonthrough,how’dweknowwheretoleavetheword,an’how’dyouknowwheretoask?"Shesaid,"Wegotabitterroad.Granma’ssick.She’supthereonthetrucka-pawin’forashovelherself.She’sjus’tar’dout.Wegotalongbitterroadahead."
UncleJohnsaid,"Butwecouldbemakin’somemoney.Wecouldhavealittlebitsavedup,cometimetheotherfolksgotthere."
TheeyesofthewholefamilyshiftedbacktoMa.Shewasthepower.Shehadtakencontrol."Themoneywe’dmakewouldn’tdonogood,"shesaid."Allwegotisthefamilyunbroke.Likeabunchacows,whenthelobosareranging,stickalltogether.Iain’tscaredwhilewe’reallhere,allthat’salive,butIain’tgonnaseeusbustup.TheWilsonshereiswithus,an’thepreacheriswithus.Ican’tsaynothin’iftheywanttogo,butI’ma-goin’cat-wildwiththisherepieceabar-arnifmyownfolksbustsup."Hertonewascoldandfinal.
Tomsaidsoothingly,"Ma,wecan’tallcamphere.Ain’tnowaterhere.Ain’tevenmuchshadehere.Granma,sheneedsshade."
"Allright,"saidMa."We’llgoalong.We’llstopfirstplacethey’swateran’shade.An’—thetruck’llcomebackan’takeyouintowntogetyourpart,an’it’llbringyouback.Youain’tgoin’walkin’alonginthesun,an’Iain’thavin’yououtallalone,soifyougetpickedupthereain’tnobodyofyourfolkstohe’pya."
