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Tom
pointed
to
the
great
valley
.
"
Look
!
"
She
turned
her
head
,
and
her
mouth
opened
a
little
.
Her
fingers
went
to
her
throat
and
gathered
a
little
pinch
of
skin
and
twisted
gently
.
"
Thank
God
!
"
she
said
.
"
The
fambly
’
s
here
.
"
Her
knees
buckled
and
she
sat
down
on
the
running
board
.
"
You
sick
,
Ma
?
"
"
No
,
jus
’
tar
’
d
.
"
"
Didn
’
you
get
no
sleep
?
"
"
No
.
"
"
Was
Granma
bad
?
"
Ma
looked
down
at
her
hands
,
lying
together
like
tired
lovers
in
her
lap
.
"
I
wisht
I
could
wait
an
’
not
tell
you
.
I
wisht
it
could
be
all
—
nice
.
"
Pa
said
,
"
Then
Granma
’
s
bad
.
"
Ma
raised
her
eyes
and
looked
over
the
valley
.
"
Granma
’
s
dead
.
"
