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Chapter 20
Alhurriednear.«Tom,"hecalled.«Ma,isTominside?»
Tomstuckhisheadout.«Whatyouwant?»
«Comeonwithme,"Alsaidexcitedly.
Theywalkedawaytogether.«What’samatterwithyou?»Tomasked.
«You’llfindout.Jus’wait.»HeledTomtothetorn-downcar,«Thishere’sFloydKnowles,"hesaid.
«Yeah,Italkedtohim.Howya?»
«Jus’gettin’herinshape,"Floydsaid.
Tomranhisfingeroverthetopoftheblock.«Whatkindabugsiscrawlin’onyou,Al?»
«Floydjus’tol’me.Tell’em,Floyd.»
Floydsaid,«MaybeIshouldn’,but—yeah,I’lltellya.Fellacomethroughan’hesaysthey’sgonnabeworkupnorth.»
«Upnorth?»
«Yeah—placecalledSantaClaraValley,waytohellan’goneupnorth.»
«Yeah?Kindawork?»
«Prunepickin’,an’pearsan’cannerywork.Saysit’spurtynearready.»
«Howfar?»Tomdemanded.
«Oh,Christknows.Maybetwohundredmiles.»
«That’sahellofalongways,"saidTom.«Howweknowthey’sgonnabeworkwhenwegetthere?»
«Well,wedon’know,"saidFloyd.«Buttheyain’tnothin’here,an’thisfellasayshegotaletterfromhisbrother,an’he’sonhisway.Hesaysnottotellnobody,they’llbetoomany.Weoughtagetoutinthenight.Oughtagetthereandgetsomeworklinedup.»
Tomstudiedhim.«Whywegottasneakaway?»
«Well,ifever’bodygetsthere,ain’tgonnabeworkfornobody.»
«It’sahellofalongway,"Tomsaid.
Floydsoundedhurt.«I’mjus’givin’youthetip.Youdon’havetotakeit.
