We probably won't ever know all the
truth about that fox squirrel, or about the so-called coon Ward
wanted to kill."
I leaned over to put my head in Mama's lap. She told me that
I could just go to sleep and she'd wake me when we got home. So I
shut my eyes tight. Dale's feet kept clumping. The wheels kept
grinding.
"Poor little gal. What a day for her. Look, Nannie, she's
already sound asleep."
But I wasn't. So, I shut my eyes tighter.
"Jodie, what do you aim to do?"
"It's too late now to do anything this evening, Nannie.
Besides, I don't know that we ought'a try. If you stop to think
about it, you couldn't prove who put the squirrel in his pocket.
I reckon the doctor saw that. I'm trying to remember just what
all he said. Him and Bandershanks was the only ones who touched
that red fox squirrel. I know he must've noticed it was still
warm."
"Do you figure it was Wes, or who?"
"I just don't hardly know what to think, Nannie. When I
recollect and piece together what Doanie told you, and what
Ophelia told Wes, and what Doctor Elton told me, it all seems
clear enough.
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