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Chapter 22
Hewenton,«Iseenalittlewhirlwin’,likeamana-spinnin’acrostafiel’.An’theducksdrivin’ondown,wedgin’ondowntothesouthward.»
Masmiled.«Remember?»shesaid.«Rememberwhatwe’dalwayssayathome?’Winter’sa-comin’early,’wesaid,whentheducksflew.Alwayssaidthat,an’wintercomewhenitwasreadytocome.Butwealwayssaid,’She’sa-comin’early.’Iwonderwhatwemeant.»
«Iseentheblackbirdsonthewires,"saidPa.«Settin’soclosetogether.An’thedoves.Nothin’setssostillasadove—onthefencewires—maybetwo,sidebyside.An’thislittlewhirlwin’—bigasaman,an’dancin’offacrostafiel’.Alwaysdidlikethelittlefellas,bigasaman.»
«WishtIwouldn’tthinkhowitishome,"saidMa.«Itain’tourhomenomore.WishtI’dforgetit.An’Noah.»
«Hewasn’teverright—Imean—well,itwasmyfault.»
«Itol’younevertosaythat.Wouldn’alivedatall,maybe.»
«ButIshouldaknowedmore.»
«Nowstop,"saidMa.«Noahwasstrange.Maybehe’llhaveanicetimebytheriver.Maybeit’sbetterso.Wecan’tdonoworryin’.Thishereisaniceplace,an’maybeyou’llgetworkrightoff.»Papointedatthesky.«Look—moreducks.Bigbunch.An’Ma,’Winter’sa-comin’early.’"
Shechuckled.«They’sthingsyoudo,an’youdon’knowwhy.»
«Here’sJohn,"saidPa.«Comeonan’set,John.»
UncleJohnjoinedthem.HesquatteddowninfrontofMa.«Wedidn’getnowheres,"hesaid.«Jus’runaroun’
