“That sounds like a lie.” I just didn’t believe him. “Well, lie or not, what I do wit’ yo’ mama is my business,” he said dryly. “You’re right.You and Mama are both full-grown. Martha Jean is the one I’m worried about.” “Why don’t you tell yo’ sister to trust me, and let’s just leave it at that.” “Trust you?” I asked.“Why should she trust you? Look at what just knowing you has gotten her. Martha Jean didn’t come looking for you.You chased her, and after I told you she was too young.” “Tell her to trust me, little sister,” he pleaded. “Do you intend to see my mother again?” He nodded. I walked
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