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We
ain
’
t
gonna
have
this
baby
in
no
tent
.
»
«
Sure
,
"
he
said
.
«
Soon
’
s
I
get
on
my
feet
.
»
He
went
out
of
the
tent
and
looked
down
at
Ma
,
crouched
over
the
brush
fire
.
Rose
of
Sharon
rolled
on
her
back
and
stared
at
the
top
of
the
tent
.
And
then
she
put
her
thumb
in
her
mouth
for
a
gag
and
she
cried
silently
.
Ma
knelt
beside
the
fire
,
breaking
twigs
to
keep
the
flame
up
under
the
stew
kettle
.
The
fire
flared
and
dropped
and
flared
and
dropped
.
The
children
,
fifteen
of
them
,
stood
silently
and
watched
.
And
when
the
smell
of
the
cooking
stew
came
to
their
noses
,
their
noses
crinkled
slightly
.
The
sunlight
glistened
on
hair
tawny
with
dust
.
The
children
were
embarrassed
to
be
there
,
but
they
did
not
go
.
Ma
talked
quietly
to
a
little
girl
who
stood
inside
the
lusting
circle
.
She
was
older
than
the
rest
.
She
stood
on
one
foot
,
caressing
the
back
of
her
leg
with
a
bare
instep
.
Her
arms
were
clasped
behind
her
.
She
watched
Ma
with
steady
small
gray
eyes
.
She
suggested
,
«
I
could
break
up
some
bresh
if
you
want
me
,
ma
’
am
.
»
Ma
looked
up
from
her
work
.
«
You
want
ta
get
ast
to
eat
,
huh
?
»
«
Yes
,
ma
’
am
,
"
the
girl
said
steadily
.
Ma
slipped
the
twigs
under
the
pot
and
the
flame
made
a
puttering
sound
.
«
Didn
’
you
have
no
breakfast
?
»
«
No
,
ma
’
am
.
They
ain
’
t
no
work
hereabouts
.
Pa
’
s
in
tryin
’
to
sell
some
stuff
to
git
gas
so
’
s
we
can
get
’
long
.
»
Ma
looked
up
.
«
Didn
’
none
of
these
here
have
no
breakfast
?
»
The
circle
of
children
shifted
nervously
and
looked
away
from
the
boiling
kettle
.
One
small
boy
said
boastfully
,
«
I
did
—
me
an
’
my
brother
did
—
an
’
them
two
did
,
’
cause
I
seen
’
em
.
We
et
good
.
We
’
re
a
-
goin
’
south
tonight
.
»
