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Chapter 30
«Hush,"saidMa.ShelookedatPaandUncleJohnstandinghelplesslygazingatthesickman.ShelookedatRoseofSharonhuddledinthecomfort.Ma’seyespassedRoseofSharon’seyes,andthencamebacktothem.Andthetwowomenlookeddeepintoeachother.Thegirl’sbreathcameshortandgasping.
Shesaid«Yes.»
Masmiled.«Iknowedyouwould.Iknowed!»Shelookeddownatherhands,tight-lockedinherlap.
RoseofSharonwhispered,«Will—willyouall—goout?»Therainwhiskedlightlyontheroof.
Maleanedforwardandwithherpalmshebrushedthetousledhairbackfromherdaughter’sforehead,andshekissedherontheforehead.Magotupquickly.«Comeon,youfellas,"shecalled.«Youcomeoutinthetoolshed.»
Ruthieopenedhermouthtospeak.«Hush,"Masaid.«Hushandgit.»Sheherdedthemthroughthedoor,drewtheboywithher;andsheclosedthesqueakingdoor.
ForaminuteRoseofSharonsatstillinthewhisperingbarn.Thenshehoistedhertiredbodyupanddrewthecomfortabouther.Shemovedslowlytothecornerandstoodlookingdownatthewastedface,intothewide,frightenedeyes.Thenslowlyshelaydownbesidehim.Heshookhisheadslowlyfromsidetoside.RoseofSharonloosenedonesideoftheblanketandbaredherbreast.«Yougotto,"shesaid.Shesquirmedcloserandpulledhisheadclose.«There!»shesaid.«There.»Herhandmovedbehindhisheadandsupportedit.Herfingersmovedgentlyinhishair.Shelookedupandacrossthebarn,andherlipscametogetherandsmiledmysteriously.
