Good kid, his Willie. Always done what he were told. Knew how to be quiet, too, so as not to upset his mama. And knew when to go to his room. One time, had to lock the boy in for a whole night while he went searchin’ for Angeline. Came home and found Willie curled up asleep in the corner of his room. Felt real bad about that, but couldn’t hire no babysitter. Family secrets, they weren’t for sharin’.