She good? That little horrrrrr of yours? She must be good to have keptmy son prisoner in that nasty little trailer where she lives. We turned into Mattie's dooryard at ten to eleven, and as I parked myChevy beside her rusted-out Jeep, the trailer door opened and Mat-tiecame out on the top step. I expected her to swat the tot, becausethat's how trailer-trash moms react to being tired and scared. He reached across the table and squeezed myshoulder.
Who was the guy at the game? I panted. I followed, gothalfway across, then went down with a thump. Carla said the baby had a surprised look on her face,as if she hadn't suspected there could be so much woods in the wholeworld. Can't ever tel what she's thinking, though, said Eveline to herself.
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