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I
don
’
wanna
do
it
over
an
’
over
.
There
’
s
the
river
up
ahead
,
an
’
there
’
s
the
town
.
Let
’
s
jus
’
try
an
’
get
a
con
-
rod
an
’
the
hell
with
the
res
’
of
it
.
"
"
Ma
’
s
awful
partial
to
you
,
"
said
Al
.
"
She
mourned
when
you
was
gone
.
Done
it
all
to
herself
.
Kinda
cryin
’
down
inside
of
her
throat
.
We
could
tell
what
she
was
thinkin
’
about
,
though
.
"
Tom
pulled
his
cap
down
low
over
his
eyes
.
"
Now
look
here
,
Al
.
"
S
’
pose
we
talk
’
bout
some
other
stuff
.
"
"
I
was
jus
’
tellin
’
ya
what
Ma
done
.
"
"
I
know
—
I
know
.
But
—
I
ruther
not
.
I
ruther
jus
’
—
lay
one
foot
down
in
front
a
the
other
.
"
Al
relapsed
into
an
insulated
silence
.
"
I
was
jus
’
tryin
’
to
tell
ya
,
"
he
said
,
after
a
moment
.
Tom
looked
at
him
,
and
Al
kept
his
eyes
straight
ahead
.
The
lightened
truck
bounced
noisily
along
.
Tom
’
s
long
lips
drew
up
from
his
teeth
and
he
laughed
softly
.
"
I
know
you
was
,
Al
.
Maybe
I
’
m
kinda
stir
-
nuts
.
I
’
ll
tell
ya
about
it
sometime
maybe
.
Ya
see
,
it
’
s
jus
’
somepin
you
wanta
know
.
Kinda
interestin
’
.
But
I
got
a
kind
a
funny
idear
the
bes
’
thing
’
d
be
if
I
forget
about
it
for
a
while
.
Maybe
in
a
little
while
it
won
’
t
be
that
way
.
Right
now
when
I
think
about
it
my
guts
gets
all
droopy
an
’
nasty
feelin
’
.
Look
here
,
Al
,
I
’
ll
tell
ya
one
thing
—
the
jail
house
is
jus
’
a
kind
a
way
a
drivin
’
a
guy
slowly
nuts
.
See
?
An
’
they
go
nuts
,
an
’
you
see
’
em
an
’
hear
’
em
,
an
’
pretty
soon
you
don
’
know
if
you
’
re
nuts
or
not
.
When
they
get
to
screamin
’
in
the
night
sometimes
you
think
it
’
s
you
doin
’
the
screamin
’
—
an
’
sometimes
it
is
.
"
Al
said
,
"
Oh
!
I
won
’
t
talk
about
it
no
more
,
Tom
.
"
"
Thirty
days
is
all
right
,
"
Tom
said
.
"
An
’
a
hunderd
an
’
eighty
days
is
all
right
.
But
over
a
year
—
I
dunno
.
There
’
s
somepin
about
it
that
ain
’
t
like
nothin
’
else
in
the
worl
’
.
Somepin
screwy
about
it
,
somepin
screwy
about
the
whole
idea
a
lockin
’
people
up
.
Oh
,
the
hell
with
it
!
I
don
’
wanna
talk
about
it
.
