Nuts, Mick said.

    Now highboy he were holiness boy before us were married.

    o get t ever Sunday and s and sanctify  after us  o join  kind of o keep  sometime I t well.’

    I dont believe in God any more ta Oaus, Mick said.

    You  a minute! ts ime seem to me you favor my Fathan any person I ever knowed.’

    Me? You say / favor him?’

    I dont mean in t the shape and color of your souls.’

    Bubber sat looking from one to tied around ill y spoon.

    all does God eat? he asked.

    Mick got up from table and stood in to leave. Sometimes it o devil Portia. Sarted on tune and said t was all she knew.

    Folks like you and my Fat attend t never  all. Noake me oo. And my  seem to me just from looking at oo. I done felt t t time I seen him.’

    your oher of yours could ever be.’

    But you  never loved God nor even nair person. You oug just the same I knows you.

    ternoon you going to roam all over t never being satisfied. You going to traipse all arpund like you o find somet. You going to ement Your  going to beat o kill you because you dont love and dont o bust loose and be ruined. ont nothen.’

    , Portia? Bubber asked.  kind of t?’

    Mick laugamped out of the room.