Kossula got that remote look in his eyes and I knew he had withdrawn within himself. I arose to go. “You going very soon today,” he commented. “Yes,” I said, “I don’t want to wear out my welcome. I want you to let me come and talk with you again.” “Oh, I doan keer you come see me. Cudjo lak have comp’ny. Now I go water de tater vines. You see kin you find ripe peach on de tree and gittee some take home.” I put the ladder in the tree and climbed up in easy reach of a cluster of pink peaches. He saw me to the gate and graciously said goodbye. “Doan come back till de nexy week, now I need choppee
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