Death is everywhere. it begun with grandpa. Tis' journey is messin' with us. would it be the end of us? only hell knows. Today I slept by grandma while she was dead. Dunno how ma did it. she slept right by her. Starn' an' lookin'. Sumpin' isn' right. I feel as if ma lost herself after grandma die.
These cops think they'll mighty. Like they god or sumptin'. Not that god exist. They whippin' Tom 'round like he a dog. They got no right. That is not the law. Least jail's gona be better then that crap hole we was living in. Won't be no burden to the Joads anymore. Wonder what prison would be like. Hope i get 'long in there. Get in no trouble with no big fellow. I don't want no trouble with any big fellow. Hope that Tom won't get in no more trouble too. I won't be able to save his butt anymore. That temper of his, gona get him in trouble one day. Best keep him under control. I just got that feeling up my rear. That deep feeling and that temper is going to hurt him. Wonder what Ma and Pa gona do if Tom get sent back. OH LORD.
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