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They
looked
at
her
,
all
of
them
,
and
Pa
asked
,
"
When
?
"
"
Before
they
stopped
us
las
’
night
.
"
"
So
that
’
s
why
you
didn
’
want
’
em
to
look
.
"
"
I
was
afraid
we
wouldn
’
get
acrost
,
"
she
said
.
"
I
tol
’
Granma
we
couldn
’
he
’
p
her
.
The
fambly
had
ta
get
acrost
.
I
tol
’
her
,
tol
’
her
when
she
was
a
-
dyin
’
.
We
couldn
’
stop
in
the
desert
.
There
was
the
young
ones
—
an
’
Rosasharn
’
s
baby
.
I
tol
’
her
.
"
She
put
up
her
hands
and
covered
her
face
for
a
moment
.
"
She
can
get
buried
in
a
nice
green
place
,
"
Ma
said
softly
.
"
Trees
aroun
’
an
’
a
nice
place
.
She
got
to
lay
her
head
down
in
California
.
"
The
family
looked
at
Ma
with
a
little
terror
at
her
strength
.
Tom
said
,
"
Jesus
Christ
!
You
layin
’
there
with
her
all
night
long
!
"
"
The
fambly
hadda
get
acrost
,
"
Ma
said
miserably
.
Tom
moved
close
to
put
his
hand
on
her
shoulder
.
"
Don
’
touch
me
,
"
she
said
.
"
I
’
ll
hol
’
up
if
you
don
’
touch
me
.
That
’
d
get
me
.
"
Pa
said
,
"
We
got
to
go
on
now
.
We
got
to
go
on
down
.
"
Ma
looked
up
at
him
.
"
Can
—
can
I
set
up
front
?
I
don
’
wanna
go
back
there
no
more
—
I
’
m
tar
’
d
.
I
’
m
awful
tar
’
d
.
"
