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           WhenIsurveyedthedamagetherewereonlysevenoreightredmarks,andIwasreflectinguponrelativitywhensomeoneknockedonthedoor.Iaskedwhoitwas;UncleJackanswered.

           "Goaway!"

           UncleJacksaidifItalkedlikethathe’dlickmeagain,soIwasquiet.WhenheenteredtheroomIretreatedtoacornerandturnedmybackonhim."Scout,"hesaid,"doyoustillhateme?"

           "Goon,pleasesir."

           "Why,Ididn’tthinkyou’dholditagainstme,"hesaid."I’mdisappointedinyou—youhadthatcomingandyouknowit."

           "Didn’teither."

           "Honey,youcan’tgoaroundcallingpeople—"

           "Youain’tfair,"Isaid,"youain’tfair."

           UncleJack’seyebrowswentup."Notfair?Hownot?"

           "You’rerealnice,UncleJack,an’IreckonIloveyouevenafterwhatyoudid,butyoudon’tunderstandchildrenmuch."

           UncleJackputhishandsonhisandlookeddownatme."AndwhydoInotunderstandchildren,MissJeanLouise?Suchconductasyoursrequiredlittleunderstanding.Itwasobstreperous,disorderlyandabusive—"

           "Yougonnagivemeachancetotellyou?Idon’tmeantosassyou,I’mjusttryin’totellyou."