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Chapter 22
«Yougottoquitthat,"Masaid.«Thishere’sacleanplace.»
«Youseeshedon’tgetsogoddamncleanafellacan’tliveinher,"Pasaidjealously.«Hurryup,Al.We’regoin’outlookin’forajob.»
Alwipedhismouthwithhishand.«I’mready,"hesaid.
PaturnedtoUncleJohn.«Youa-comin’?»
«Yes,I’ma-comin’.»
«Youdon’tlooksogood.»
«Iain’tsogood,butI’mcomin’.»
Algotinthetruck.«Havetogetgas,"hesaid.Hestartedtheengine.PaandUncleJohnclimbedinbesidehimandthetruckmovedawaydownthestreet.
Mawatchedthemgo.Andthenshetookabucketandwenttothewashtraysundertheopenpartofthesanitaryunit.Shefilledherbucketwithhotwaterandcarrieditbacktohercamp.AndshewaswashingthedishesinthebucketwhenRoseofSharoncameback.
«Iputyourstuffonaplate,"Masaid.Andthenshelookedcloselyatthegirl.Herhairwasdrippingandcombed,andherskinwasbrightandpink.Shehadputonthebluedressprintedwithlittlewhiteflowers.Onherfeetsheworetheheeledslippersofherwedding.SheblushedunderMa’sgaze.«Youhadabath,"Masaid.
RoseofSharonspokehuskily.«Iwasintherewhenaladycomeinan’doneit.Knowwhatyoudo?Yougetinalittlestall-like,an’youturnhandles,an’watercomesa-floodin’downonyou—hotwaterorcol’water,jus’likeyouwantit—an’Idoneit!»
«I’ma-goin’tomyself,"Macried.«Jus’soonasIgetfinish’here.Youshowmehow.»
«I’ma-gonnadoitever’day,"thegirlsaid.
