"It's curious. When I first heard he was dead, I'm ashamed to say it, but I was actually glad! 'Course there's been two or three times when I wanted to kill that man! It was all I could do to keep from it. Now that he's dead, why, I've got an odd feeling—"
"You've got no reason to feel guilty. You didn't do a thing to the man. Jodie, have you got time to step out to your pa's and tell them?"
"Yeah, I'll go tell them. I've got a plug of Brown's Mule to take Pa, anyway. He may not chew it, but I'm clean outta his brand."
Mama followed Papa to the door.
"Jodie?"
He turned around, and she whispered something to him.
"Nannie! That red-headed devil!"
"Doanie told me, Jodie. And I thought you ought'a know!"
"That explains it!"
"What?"