“Yes,” she said.
“Have you missed me, June?”
June slid her hand into his. “I'm so glad you come back.” They were approaching the gate now.
“June, you said you weren't going to cry any more.” June's head drooped.
“I know, but I jes' can't help it when I git mad,” she said seriously. “I'd bust if I didn't.”
“All right,” said Hale kindly.
“I've cried twice,” she said.
“What were you mad about the other time?”
“I wasn't mad.”
“Then why did you cry, June?”