Michael Malone - Weebly

the angels weep the Red Sea full of tears with pity to
see Judith out here with heart trouble, and having to quit
her job, and probably what destroyed her health in the
first place was having to walk all that way to work and
back, because she'd never had the nerves for driver's
ed.
And no babies, and a husband with a bad knee that
wouldn't even come home after his own wife had to
stand there and watch poor Alf Marco drop dead right
in front of her eyes, if you can picture that. And now
Joe said Hawk had started dropping hints about how he
was going to resign from his job, because he had a
scheme that was going to make him rich. What was he
planning on doing—him and Judith collecting bags of
nuts back there in the woods and selling them on the
side of the highway? 'Course, if Joe got Hawk's job it
sure would help make ends meet. It was criminal the
way they couldn't seem to find two dimes to rub
together at the end of the month. Not that it didn't make
her sick to think that someday something awful might
happen to Joe if he stayed in the police business. Her
heart was in her throat the whole time she was watching