We shouldn’t of had to leave our lan’, it’s been horrid; the dust storm and crops dying. but I guess the Fambly means a lot to me and I couldn’t split it up just yet, although, I’m getting old an’ I can’t stay with Ma an’ Pa forever; California’s gunna have a bunch of opportunities for me, some I dunno if I can afford to miss.
Havin’ Tom back, it’s a funny feelin’. He’s my brother and he’s don’ some great things but, well I dunno, he can’t just walk back into the fambly and expect it to be in the same state it was 4 years ago. I’m not 12 anymore. An’ that Rev Casey, it’s one more spot on the truck, I’m not sure if she’ll be able to handle it al’ the way. Not to mention Grama or Grampa, Grampa seemed illby the time we were leavin’. I suppose we’ll just have to wait and see.
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