“I don’t know. Uncle Hozie spoke about Lonnie Myers.”
“Oh, yeah—Lonnie. Ain’t settled yet, eh?”
“No; he just spoke about it a while ago.”
Uncle Hozie and the minister came out, talking softly; so Laura hurried back upstairs to Peggy. Honey rubbed his chin thoughtfully and waited for Uncle Hozie and the minister to end their conversation.
And then Honey lost no time in backing Uncle Hozie against the wall.
“Laura tells me that Peggy is goin’ back to the HJ, after the funeral, Hozie.”
Uncle Hozie nodded slowly.
“She says she is, Honey.”
“Yo’re a pretty good friend of mine, aint’cha, Hozie?”
“Well—” Hozie pursed his lips and blinked at Honey—“I never throwed any rocks at yuh when yuh wasn’t lookin’.”