Why did’n’ yo’?
LUCY BELLE
Ev’y day I prays dat yo’ would come back. An’ I thinks ’bout yo’ all de time. Sam-boy, honey-baby, dey ain’ nevah been anabody but yo’—an’ nevah will be! (Stretching out her arms to him.) W’en yo’ come back it seem too good ter be true.
SAM
Wish I nevah come back.
LUCY BELLE
Don’ say dat, Sam—don’—!
SAM
Whar was yo’ livin’—?