Kenneth Bernoska

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Ma stepped to the touring car and reached in on the floor of the back seat. She brought out a jack handle and balanced it in her hand easily. “I ain’t a-gonna go,’’ she said. “I tell you, you got to go. We made up our mind.’’ And now Ma’s mouth set hard. She said softly, “On’y way you gonna get me to go is whup me.’’ She moved the jack handle gently again. “An’ I’ll shame you, Pa. I won’t take no whuppin’, cryin’ an’ a-beggin’. I’ll light into you. An’ you ain’t so sure you can whup me anyways. An’ if ya do get me, I swear to God I’ll wait till you got your back turned, or you’re settin’ down, ...more
The Grapes of Wrath
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