‘Where are we?’ I asked. ‘I’m not sure,’ he said. ‘Everybody gets knocked out in court and they don’t wake him up till he gets here. But one guy told me once he thought it was North Carolina.’ He spoke to the man who had taken the joint. The man was passing it to the next man. ‘Is that right, Foreman? North Carolina?’ Foreman turned around. ‘I heard South,’ he said, ‘South Carolina.’ ‘Well, somewhere in there,’ the gray-haired man said.
