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Chapter 6
Theythoughthelef’it,an’theyjus’tookit.Hegotallofitback—allbutasofapilla,velvetwithapitcherofanInjunonit.AlbertclaimedGrampagotit.ClaimedGrampagotInjunblood,that’swhyhewantsthatpitcher.Well,Grampadidgether,buthedidn’tgiveadamnaboutthepitcheronit.Hejus’likedher.Usedtopackheraroun’an’he’dputherwhereverhewasgonnasit.HeneverwouldgiveherbacktoAlbert.Says,’IfAlbertwantsthispillasobad,lethimcomean’gether.Buthebettercomeshootin’,’causeI’llblowhisgoddamnstinkin’headoffifhecomesmessin’aroun’mypilla.’SofinallyAlbertgiveupan’madeGrampaapresentofthatpilla.ItgiveGrampaidears,though.Hetooktosavin’chickenfeathers.Sayshe’sgonnahaveawholedamnbedoffeathers.Buthenevergotnofeatherbed.OnetimePagotmadataskunkunderthehouse.Paslappedthatskunkwithatwo-by-four,andMaburnedallGrampa’sfeatherssowecouldliveinthehouse."Helaughed."Grampa’satoughol’bastard.Jus’setonthatInjunpillaan’says,’LetAlbertcomean’gether.Why,’hesays,’I’lltakethatsquirtandwring’imoutlikeapairofdrawers.’"
Thecatcreptclosebetweenthemenagain,anditstaillayflatanditswhiskersjerkednowandthen.Thesundroppedlowtowardthehorizonandthedustyairwasredandgolden.ThecatreachedoutagrayquestioningpawandtouchedJoad’scoat.Helookedaround."Hell,Iforgottheturtle.Iain’tgonnapackitalloverhell."
