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Chapter 26
«Don’tlooklikewe’rea-gonnagetshetofthishere.Ibetit’smysin.»
«Oh,shutup!»Pacried.«Weain’tgottimeforyoursinnow.Comeonnow.Le’sgetouttoher.Kids,youcomehe’p.Ma’sright.Wegottogooutahere.»
Whentheyweregone,MatookaplateandacuptoTom.«Bettereatalittlesomepin.»
«Ican’t,Ma.I’msodarnsoreIcouldn’chew.»
«Youbettertry.»
«No,Ican’t,Ma.»Shesatdownontheedgeofhismattress.«Yougottotellme,"shesaid.«Igottofiggerhowitwas.Igottokeepstraight.WhatwasCasya-doin’?Why’dtheykill’im?»
«Hewasjus’standin’therewiththelightson’im.»
«What’dhesay?Canya’memberwhathesays?»Tomsaid,«Sure.Casysaid,’Yougotnorighttostarvepeople.’An’thenthisheavyfellacalledhimaredson-of-a-bitch.An’Casysays,’Youdon’knowwhatyou’rea-doin’.’An’thenthisguysmashed’im.»
Malookeddown.Shetwistedherhandstogether.«Tha’swhathesaid’Youdon’knowwhatyou’redoin’?»
«Yeah!»
Masaid,«IwishtGranmacouldaheard.»
«Ma—Ididn’knowwhatIwasa-doin’,nomore’nwhenyoutakeabreath.Ididn’evenknowIwasgonnadoit.»
«It’sawright.Iwishtyoudidn’doit.Iwishtyouwasn’there.Butyoudonewhatyouhadtodo.Ican’treadnofaultonyou.»Shewenttothestoveanddippedaclothintheheatingdishwater.«Here,"shesaid.«Putthatthereonyourface.»
Helaidthewarmclothoverhisnoseandcheek,andwincedattheheat.
