He stood there straight and still. His eyelids were lowered.
"Why ain't you come along then? What ails you, Benny, letting me shout and shout that way?"
"Nothing—maw."
"Where was you?"
He hesitated a second before answering her.
"I was to the bottom of the hill."
"And what was you doing down there to the bottom of the hill? What was you doing down there, Benny?"
Her voice had a hushed tenseness to it.
"I was watching, maw."
"Watching, Benny?"