So was
Mama. The first thing Mama said was, "My, my, we've been missing
you!"
The first thing Shoogie said was, "Bandershanks, let's go
pick us some goobers!"
"Yeah! Mama, can we?"
"I suppose so. I'd rather for y'all to be eating peanuts in
the hayloft than playing outdoors in this wind. It turned cold
this evening."
We ate some peanuts and stuffed more in our pockets. Shoogie
said they'd taste a sight better if we made a fire and roasted
them in the ashes.
"Come on, Bandershanks. I's got plenty o' matches."
"Where we gonna cook them?"
"Down yonder side o' the road."
"Mama won't lem'me play at the road no more."
"We ain't gonna be on the road. We'll be in that gully where
there's sand. See, iffen we get a pile o' sand hot, our
goobers'll cook quick. Come on, Bandershanks!"
Shoogie gathered up leaves and sticks and struck match after
match, but she couldn't get a fire going.
"We needs us some pine straw, that's what. Come on,
Bandershanks, there's plenty right down yonder round the bend.
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