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He
smiled
wryly
.
«
I
know
how
you
feel
,
"
he
said
.
«
But
just
try
not
to
.
That
’
s
all
I
ask
—
just
try
not
to
.
»
He
walked
slowly
away
toward
the
tent
where
Mrs
.
Sandry
had
been
carried
.
Ma
went
into
the
tent
and
sat
down
beside
Rose
of
Sharon
.
«
Look
up
,
"
she
said
.
The
girl
lay
still
.
Ma
gently
lifted
the
blanket
from
her
daughter
’
s
face
.
«
That
woman
’
s
kinda
crazy
,
"
she
said
.
«
Don
’
t
you
believe
none
of
them
things
.
»
Rose
of
Sharon
whispered
in
terror
,
«
When
she
said
about
burnin
’
,
Ifelt
burnin
’
.
»
«
That
ain
’
t
true
,
"
said
Ma
.
«
I
’
m
tar
’
d
out
,
"
the
girl
whispered
.
«
I
’
m
tar
’
d
a
things
happenin
’
.
I
wanta
sleep
.
I
wanta
sleep
.
»
«
Well
,
you
sleep
,
then
.
This
here
’
s
a
nice
place
.
You
can
sleep
.
»
«
But
she
might
come
back
.
»
«
She
won
’
t
,
"
said
Ma
,
«
I
’
m
a
-
gonna
set
right
outside
,
an
’
I
won
’
t
let
her
come
back
.
Res
’
up
now
,
’
cause
you
got
to
get
to
work
in
the
nu
’
sery
purty
soon
.
»
Ma
struggled
to
her
feet
and
went
to
sit
in
the
entrance
to
the
tent
.
She
sat
on
a
box
and
put
her
elbows
on
her
knees
and
her
chin
in
her
cupped
hands
.
She
saw
the
movement
in
the
camp
,
heard
the
voices
of
the
children
,
the
hammering
of
an
iron
rim
;
but
her
eyes
were
staring
ahead
of
her
.
