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home from hunting. Sometimes he
    is gone for a week.
    The sun is going down again and Papa is still
    sitting by the grave with his jug.
    I dont think much of Sally Mae being the woman
    of the house. She dont cook. She dont clean. She
    just tells me what to do. Matt says she is older
    and has the right because Sally Mae is his wife.
    I told him that dont make her my mother. He has
    never slapped me before. I told him he had better
    not do it again.
    Papa spends all his time in the fields and dont
    know whats going on in this house. Only time
    he comes in is when the sun is going down.
    Then he just sits before the fire with his jug of
    whiskey drinkin until he dont know nothin
    anyway.
    Matt went huntin with Lucas. I herd Lucas talking to Sally Mae before they went off. He said
    maybe he wud take his brother to Fever River
    and show him the sights. They have been gone
    five days. Sally Mae dont say much. Papa dont
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    say nothing. Sometimes I feel like the old hoot
    owl and this journal is my only company.
    Matt and Lucas came home today. They had no
    meat with them. Sally Mae did not say anything.
    So I asked Matt if they went to Fever River. He
    said yes. I asked him if he saw James. He said no.
    I asked him what it was like in Fever River and he
    said there were too many people. He did not say
    anything after that. Lucas wuz smirking at Sally
    Mae. He said they learned a lot while they was in
    Fever River, but he did not say what they learned.
    Sally Mae did not look well. She said she was
    going outside for air. Matt went out to help Papa
    in the fields.
    When I went outside to do the wash I saw
    Lucas talking to Sally Mae. When he laffed at
    her, she slapped his face. He slapped her back
    and she ran off crying.
    Papa sent Lucas to Fever River with the corn.
    Matt did not go with him this time because Sally
    Mae wanted him home. Papa said thar will be
    enuf money to pay the taxes, buy supplies, and
    put some by for hard times.
    I gotta bad feelin, but Papa dont listen.
    Lucas came bak from Fever River today wile
    I was workin in the garden. He and Papa had
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    words. Lucas said the corn did not sell well this
    year, that he paid the taxes but thar was not much
    left for supplies. Papa said he is lying. He said
    Lucas must have spent the money gaming or on
    women. Lucas said it is a poor thing when a
    father dont trust his own blood.
    Lucas is gone. He tuk Papas best horse and gun
    and left before sun up. I never herd such cussing
    as Papa did when he found out what he dun.
    Matt said he did not think Lucas wud come back
    this time. Papa said he wud kill him if he did.
    Papa said nothing after that. He did not eat
    breakfast or supper. All he does is wurk in the
    fields and drink.
    I wud not grieve if I never saw Lucas again. As
    far back as I can remember, ther has been a mean
    streak in him Papa never cud beet out. Mama
    tried to talk it out of him. But I dont think Lucas
    ever herd a word she said. Mama believed we
    shud treat others the way we want to be treated.
    Lucas saz that is fools thinkin. He says take what
    you want or you dont get nothing.
    So I guess Lucas tuk what he wanted. He
    tuk Papas money. He tuk Papas horse. He tuk
    Papas gun. The only things he did not take
    were Papas land and Papas house. And he wud
    have tuk them too if he cud have put them in a
    saddle bag.
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    Sally Mae is going to have a babee come winter.
    Matt is happy about it. It is nice to hear him
    laugh again.
    Papa dont say much about it. Papa dont say
    much about anything these days.
    Today is my birthday. I am fourteen. Not even
    Matt made mention of it. I guess he forgot jest
    like Papa.
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    across the net. It bounced far right of where Marcia was waiting
    for it, gaining her the winning point. “Yes!” she cried and
    jumped into the air, raising her racket in

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