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The
girl
got
breathlessly
to
her
feet
and
her
swollen
middle
hung
out
in
front
of
her
.
She
moved
sluggishly
to
the
box
and
picked
up
a
washed
dish
.
Tom
said
,
«
Gettin
’
so
tightful
it
’
s
a
-
pullin
’
her
eyes
wide
.
»
«
Don
’
t
you
go
a
-
jollyin
’
,
"
said
Ma
.
«
She
’
s
doin
’
good
.
You
go
’
long
an
’
say
goo
’
-
by
to
anybody
you
wan
’
.
»
«
O
.
K
.
,
"
he
said
.
«
I
’
m
gonna
see
how
far
it
is
up
there
.
»
Ma
said
to
the
girl
,
«
He
ain
’
t
sayin
’
stuff
like
that
to
make
you
feel
bad
.
Where
’
s
Ruthie
an
’
Winfiel
’
?
»
«
They
snuck
off
after
Pa
.
I
seen
’
em
.
»
«
Well
,
leave
’
em
go
.
»
Rose
of
Sharon
moved
sluggishly
about
her
work
.
Ma
inspected
her
cautiously
.
«
You
feelin
’
pretty
good
?
Your
cheeks
is
kinda
saggy
.
»
«
I
ain
’
t
had
milk
like
they
said
I
ought
.
»
«
I
know
.
We
jus
’
didn
’
have
no
milk
.
»
Rose
of
Sharon
said
dully
,
«
Ef
Connie
hadn
’
went
away
,
we
’
d
a
had
a
little
house
by
now
,
with
him
studyin
’
an
’
all
.
Would
a
got
milk
like
I
need
.
Would
a
had
a
nice
baby
.
This
here
baby
ain
’
t
gonna
be
no
good
.
I
ought
a
had
milk
.
»
She
reached
in
her
apron
pocket
and
put
something
into
her
mouth
.
Ma
said
,
«
I
seen
you
nibblin
’
on
somepin
.
What
you
eatin
’
?
»
