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«
Yes
,
I
’
m
a
-
comin
’
.
»
«
You
don
’
t
look
so
good
.
»
«
I
ain
’
t
so
good
,
but
I
’
m
comin
’
.
»
Al
got
in
the
truck
.
«
Have
to
get
gas
,
"
he
said
.
He
started
the
engine
.
Pa
and
Uncle
John
climbed
in
beside
him
and
the
truck
moved
away
down
the
street
.
Ma
watched
them
go
.
And
then
she
took
a
bucket
and
went
to
the
wash
trays
under
the
open
part
of
the
sanitary
unit
.
She
filled
her
bucket
with
hot
water
and
carried
it
back
to
her
camp
.
And
she
was
washing
the
dishes
in
the
bucket
when
Rose
of
Sharon
came
back
.
«
I
put
your
stuff
on
a
plate
,
"
Ma
said
.
And
then
she
looked
closely
at
the
girl
.
Her
hair
was
dripping
and
combed
,
and
her
skin
was
bright
and
pink
.
She
had
put
on
the
blue
dress
printed
with
little
white
flowers
.
On
her
feet
she
wore
the
heeled
slippers
of
her
wedding
.
She
blushed
under
Ma
’
s
gaze
.
«
You
had
a
bath
,
"
Ma
said
.
Rose
of
Sharon
spoke
huskily
.
«
I
was
in
there
when
a
lady
come
in
an
’
done
it
.
Know
what
you
do
?
You
get
in
a
little
stall
-
like
,
an
’
you
turn
handles
,
an
’
water
comes
a
-
floodin
’
down
on
you
—
hot
water
or
col
’
water
,
jus
’
like
you
want
it
—
an
’
I
done
it
!
»
«
I
’
m
a
-
goin
’
to
myself
,
"
Ma
cried
.
«
Jus
’
soon
as
I
get
finish
’
here
.
You
show
me
how
.
»
«
I
’
m
a
-
gonna
do
it
ever
’
day
,
"
the
girl
said
.
«
An
’
that
lady
—
she
seen
me
,
an
’
she
seen
about
the
baby
,
an
’
—
know
what
she
said
?
Said
they
’
s
a
nurse
comes
ever
’
week
.
An
’
I
’
m
to
go
see
that
nurse
an
’
she
’
ll
tell
me
jus
’
what
to
do
so
’
s
the
baby
’
ll
be
strong
.
Says
all
the
ladies
here
do
that
.
An
’
I
’
m
a
-
gonna
do
it
.
»
The
words
bubbled
out
.
«
An
’
—
know
what
-
?
Las
’
week
they
was
a
baby
borned
an
’
the
whole
camp
give
a
party
,
an
’
they
give
clothes
,
an
’
they
give
stuff
for
the
baby
—
even
give
a
baby
buggy
—
wicker
one
.
Wasn
’
t
new
,
but
they
give
it
a
coat
a
pink
paint
,
an
’
it
was
jus
’
like
new
.
An
’
they
give
the
baby
a
name
,
an
’
had
a
cake
.
Oh
,
Lord
!
»
She
subsided
,
breathing
heavily
.
