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The
truck
was
loaded
and
ready
.
Uncle
John
had
gone
to
sleep
.
Tom
and
Al
boosted
and
pulled
him
up
on
the
load
while
Winfield
made
a
vomiting
noise
behind
the
truck
and
Ruthie
plugged
her
mouth
with
her
hand
to
keep
from
squealing
.
«
Awready
,
"
Pa
said
.
Tom
asked
,
«
Where
’
s
Rosasharn
?
»
«
Over
there
,
"
said
Ma
.
«
Come
on
,
Rosasharn
.
We
’
re
a
-
goin
’
.
»
The
girl
sat
still
,
her
chin
sunk
on
her
breast
.
Tom
walked
over
to
her
.
«
Come
on
,
"
he
said
.
«
I
ain
’
t
a
-
goin
’
.
»
She
did
not
raise
her
head
.
«
You
got
to
go
.
»
«
I
want
Connie
.
I
ain
’
t
a
-
goin
’
till
he
comes
back
.
»
Three
cars
pulled
out
of
the
camp
,
up
the
road
to
the
highway
,
old
cars
loaded
with
the
camps
and
the
people
.
They
clanked
up
the
highway
and
rolled
away
,
their
dim
lights
glancing
along
the
road
.
Tom
said
,
«
Connie
’
ll
find
us
.
I
lef
’
word
up
at
the
store
where
we
’
d
be
.
He
’
ll
find
us
.
»
