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«
What
da
I
care
?
»
she
cried
.
«
That
lady
tol
’
me
.
She
says
what
sin
’
s
gonna
do
.
She
tol
’
me
.
What
chance
I
got
to
have
a
nice
baby
?
Connie
’
s
gone
,
an
’
I
ain
’
t
gettin
’
good
food
.
I
ain
’
t
gettin
’
milk
.
»
Her
voice
rose
hysterically
.
«
An
’
now
you
kill
a
fella
.
What
chance
that
baby
got
to
get
bore
right
?
I
know
—
gonna
be
a
freak
—
a
freak
!
I
never
done
no
dancin
’
.
»
Tom
got
up
.
«
Sh
!
»
he
said
.
«
You
’
re
gonna
get
folks
in
here
.
»
«
I
don
’
care
.
I
’
ll
have
a
freak
!
I
didn
’
dance
no
hug
-
dance
.
»
He
went
near
to
her
.
«
Be
quiet
.
»
«
You
get
away
from
me
.
It
ain
’
t
the
first
fella
you
killed
,
neither
.
»
Her
face
was
growing
red
with
hysteria
.
Her
words
blurred
.
«
I
don
’
wanta
look
at
you
.
»
She
covered
her
head
with
her
blanket
.
Tom
heard
the
choked
,
smothered
cries
.
He
bit
his
lower
lip
and
studied
the
floor
.
And
then
he
went
to
Pa
’
s
bed
.
Under
the
edge
of
the
mattress
the
rifle
lay
,
a
lever
-
action
Winchester
.
38
,
long
and
heavy
.
Tom
picked
it
up
and
dropped
the
lever
to
see
that
a
cartridge
was
in
the
chamber
.
He
tested
the
hammer
on
half
-
cock
.
And
then
he
went
back
to
his
mattress
.
He
laid
the
rifle
on
the
floor
beside
him
,
stock
up
and
barrel
pointing
down
.
Rose
of
Sharon
’
s
voice
thinned
to
a
whimper
.
Tom
lay
down
again
and
covered
himself
,
covered
his
bruised
cheek
with
the
blanket
and
made
a
little
tunnel
to
breathe
through
.
He
sighed
,
«
Jesus
,
oh
,
Jesus
!
»
Outside
a
group
of
cars
went
by
,
and
voices
sounded
.
«
How
many
men
?
»
«
Jes
’
us
—
three
.
Whatcha
payin
’
?
»
«
You
go
to
house
twenty
-
five
.
Number
’
s
right
on
the
door
.
»
