rtia stopped peeling atoes and apped on table in time to ;t is. See—eac on imes is  see—I lived tle girl. But I  never done any  there since.

    Any time, ts in bad trouble us can always go back.’

    Didnt your Father build on a room?’

    Portia stopped cher?’

    quot;Sure, said Mick.

    You knoor rigown.’

    Mick ia say t before, but s it ale. or？

    ?t is. Before tune my Mama married my Fat real kindness. My Grandpa is Mister Kind  my Fat from .’

    Mean?asked Mick.

    quot;No,  a mean man, Portia said slo just t sometter. My Fat like oto explain. My Fatime studying by ime ago aken up all tions about  to be. tle t nigried to teach us children lessons.’

    quot;t dont sound so bad to me, said Mick.

    listen  of time . But ts  .  madder t he was a sure enough crazy man. he done

    en years old at time. Our Mama taken us co Grandpapas farm and us  time ed us to come back. But even ay all by hisself.’

    Mick  to tove and filled e a second time.

    Portias voice op her now.

    I doesnt see my Fat I done a lot of t  e man in to God and turned o religion.

    All roubles come do to t.’

    Portia ed.  to talking about God—or illie,  excited.

    No a big ser. I belongs to terian C alking in tongues. Us dont get sanctified ever ogets tell you trut ttle singing and a little preac you, Mick. You ougo take your little broto ty big enougo sit in cy ing lately it seem to me like you already got one toe in t.’