“Yeah. And may wake up a sleepwalking nation.”
“It violates what people believe. Even some of what I believe.”
“Does it?”
“I think it does,” she answered, suddenly doubtful. She was close to unprecedented tears.
“You can’t do it, Coley. You can’t kick apart the town you love!”
“I’m trying to keep it from being kicked apart!”
“Do me a favor. Do us all a favor. Do the Transcript a favor. Wait till tomorrow. Let everybody mull it over—”
“Remember, Bea, back in nineteen forty-three. When I went abroad?”
“What’s that got to do—”
“To England,” he said, musingly. “The whole Middle West refused to believe in the blitz.