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Chapter 20
Gonnabusttheirwingsonadustywindatryin’tagetout.»
Tomregardedhimwithwidenedeyes,andthenheturnedandlookedatagraytenttwentyfeetaway.Washedjeansandshirtsandadresshungtodryonthetentguys.Hesaidsoftly,«ThatwasaboutwhatIwasgonnatellya.An’youseenawready.»
«Iseen,"Casyagreed.«They’saarmyofuswithoutnoharness.»Hebowedhisheadandranhisextendedhandslowlyuphisforeheadandintohishair.«AllalongIseenit,"hesaid.«Ever’placewestoppedIseenit.Folkshungryforside-meat,an’whentheygetit,theyain’tfed.An’whenthey’dgetsohungrytheycouldn’stan’itnomore,why,they’dastmetoprayfor’em,an’sometimesIdoneit.»Heclaspedhishandsarounddrawn-upkneesandpulledhislegsin.«Iuse’tathinkthat’dcut’er,"hesaid.«Use’taripoffaprayeran’allthetroubles’dsticktothatprayerlikefliesonflypaper,an’theprayer’dgoa-sailin’off,a-takin’themtroublesalong.Butdon’worknomore.»
Tomsaid,«Prayerneverbroughtinnoside-meat.Takesashoattobringinpork.»
«Yeah,"Casysaid.«An’AlmightyGodneverraisednowages.Theseherefolkswanttolivedecentandbringuptheirkidsdecent.An’whenthey’reoldtheywantasetinthedooran’watchthedowningsun.An’whenthey’reyoungtheywantadancean’singan’laytogether.Theywantaeatan’getdrunkandwork.An’that’sit—theywantajus’flingtheirgoddamnmusclesaroun’an’gettired.
