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people forever, Jack Landry," she called after him, but

he didn't stop. He got into his truck and pulled away,

leaving Mama and me standing by the door. "It's

going to come to no good," she predicted, and shook

her head. "No good."

Sure enough, late in the afternoon, the police

arrived to tell us Daddy was in the lockup.

"He caused a terrible commotion over at the

Tate Cannery," the policeman explained. "We're

holding him until Mr. Tate decides whether or not to

press charges."

Mama thanked the policeman for coming by to

tell us.

"What are you going to do, Mama?" I asked

after they left. "Are you going to go over to speak to

Octavious?"

She shook her head. "I'm tired of bailing your

father out of trouble, Gabriel. Let him sit in the clink

for a while. Maybe it will drum some sense in his

head."

That evening after Mama and I had a quiet

dinner, we sat on the gallery and watched the road,

both wondering if Daddy would come driving up.

Mama was very troubled, and those worries made her

look so much older to me.

"Things have a way of going so sour

sometimes," she suddenly muttered. "I guess I'm not

doing so well as a traiteir. I can't do much for my own

family," she moaned.

"That's not so, Mama. You've done a lot for us.

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