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She
said
,
"
Did
my
man
tell
ya
we
couldn
’
go
on
?
"
"
That
’
s
what
he
said
.
"
Her
low
,
beautiful
voice
went
on
,
"
I
wanted
us
to
go
.
I
knowed
I
wouldn
’
live
to
the
other
side
,
but
he
’
d
be
acrost
anyways
.
But
he
won
’
t
go
.
He
don
’
know
.
He
thinks
it
’
s
gonna
be
all
right
.
He
don
’
know
.
"
"
He
says
he
won
’
t
go
.
"
"
I
know
,
"
she
said
,
"
An
’
he
’
s
stubborn
.
I
ast
you
to
come
to
say
a
prayer
.
"
"
I
ain
’
t
a
preacher
,
"
he
said
softly
.
"
My
prayers
ain
’
t
no
good
.
"
She
moistened
her
lips
.
"
I
was
there
when
the
ol
’
man
died
.
You
said
one
then
.
"
"
It
wasn
’
t
no
prayer
.
"
"
It
was
a
prayer
,
"
she
said
.
