“Well I am going away somewhere.”
“It’d be a foine day to be goin away somewhere.”
“I’m going away from my husband.” The words popped out of her mouth before she could stop them.
“Did he trow you out?”
“No I cant say he did that,” she said laughing.
“My wife trun me out tree weeks ago.”
“How was that?”
“Locked de door when I came home one night an wouldnt let me in. She’d had the lock changed when I was out workin.”
“That’s a funny thing to do.”
“She says I git slopped too often. I aint goin back to her an I aint goin to support her no more.... She can put me in jail if she likes. I’m troo. I’m gettin an apartment on