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Chapter 22
Fellascomearoun’ever’week,buyin’cars.Comearoun’,an’ifyou’rehungry,why,they’llbuyyourcar.An’ifyou’rehungryenough,theydon’thaftapaynothin’forit.An’—wewashungryenough.Giveustendollarsforher.»Hespatintotheroad.
Wilkiesaidquietly,«IwasinBakersfiel’las’week.Iseenhera-settin’inause’-carlot—settin’rightthere,an’seventy-fivedollarswasthesignonher.»
«Wehadto,"Timothysaid.«Itwaseitheruslet’emstealourcarorusstealsomepinfromthem.Weain’thadtostealyet,but,goddamnit,webeenclose!»
Tomsaid,«Youknow,’forewelef’home,weheardtheywasplentyworkouthere.Seenhan’bills,askin’folkstocomeout.»
«Yeah,"Timothysaid.«Weseen’emtoo.An’theyain’tmuchwork.An’wagesiscomin’downallatime.Igitsogoddamntiredjus’figgerin’howtoeat.»
«Yougotworknow,"Tomsuggested.
«Yeah,butitain’tgonnalas’long.Workin’foranicefella.Gotalittleplace.Works’longsideofus.But,hell—itain’tgonnalas’notime.»
Tomsaid,«Whyinthehellyougonnagitmeon?I’llmakeitshorter.Whatyoucuttin’yourownthroatfor?»
Timothyshookhisheadslowly.«Idunno.Gotnosense,Iguess.Wefiggeredtogetuseachahat.Can’tdoit,Iguess.There’stheplace,offtotherightthere.Nicejob,too.Gettin’thirtycentsanhour.Nicefrien’lyfellatoworkfor.»
