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"
Pray
anyway
,
"
she
ordered
.
"
You
know
all
the
stuff
by
heart
.
"
"
I
can
’
t
,
"
said
Casy
.
"
I
don
’
t
know
what
to
pray
for
or
who
to
pray
to
.
"
Granma
’
s
eyes
wandered
away
and
came
to
rest
on
Sairy
.
"
He
won
’
t
pray
,
"
she
said
.
"
D
’
I
ever
tell
ya
how
Ruthie
prayed
when
she
was
a
little
skinner
?
Says
,
’
Now
I
lay
me
down
to
sleep
.
I
pray
the
Lord
my
soul
to
keep
.
An
’
when
she
got
there
the
cupboard
was
bare
,
an
’
so
the
poor
dog
got
none
.
Amen
.
’
That
’
s
jus
’
what
she
done
.
"
The
shadow
of
someone
walking
between
the
tent
and
the
sun
crossed
the
canvas
.
Grampa
seemed
to
be
struggling
;
all
his
muscles
twitched
.
And
suddenly
he
jarred
as
though
under
a
heavy
blow
.
He
lay
still
and
his
breath
was
stopped
.
Casy
looked
down
at
the
old
man
’
s
face
and
saw
that
it
was
turning
a
blackish
purple
.
Sairy
touched
Casy
’
s
shoulder
.
She
whispered
,
"
His
tongue
,
his
tongue
,
his
tongue
.
"
Casy
nodded
.
"
Get
in
front
a
Granma
.
"
He
pried
the
tight
jaws
apart
and
reached
into
the
old
man
’
s
throat
for
the
tongue
.
And
as
he
lifted
it
clear
,
a
rattling
breath
came
out
,
and
a
sobbing
breath
was
indrawn
.
Casy
found
a
stick
on
the
ground
and
held
down
the
tongue
with
it
,
and
the
uneven
breath
rattled
in
and
out
.
Granma
hopped
about
like
a
chicken
.
"
Pray
,
"
she
said
.
"
Pray
,
you
.
Pray
,
I
tell
ya
.
"
Sairy
tried
to
hold
her
back
.
"
Pray
,
goddamn
you
!
"
Granma
cried
.
Casy
looked
up
at
her
for
a
moment
.
The
rasping
breath
came
louder
and
more
unevenly
.
"
Our
Father
who
art
in
Heaven
,
hallowed
be
Thy
name
—
"
"
Glory
!
"
shouted
Granma
.
"
Thy
kingdom
come
,
Thy
will
be
done
—
on
earth
—
as
it
is
in
Heaven
.
"
