When Leroy was still alive, I was so isolated from everyone in our little town that I often felt alone. My self-isolation was little better. I just couldn’t bring myself to look at Ma, knowing that she knew Samuel had been with me. Other folks in town might shun us, or call us out as sinners. The Stanleys kept their own counsel and would do no such thing, but they were still upstanding citizens, and every one of them were of strong moral conviction. I hated the idea of causing any of them scandal. But I also hated being separated from Samuel.I went out by the creek, picking blueberries one morning when Hannah was at Pearl’s. I wanted to bake a pie for Pearl and Aaron. I turned quickly when I heard a rustling behind me. It was not the wild animal I’d feared, but rather Ma, holding a sturdy basket with easily quadruple the amount of berries I’d picked. She blinked with surprise when I came into view.“Why, hello, Ruth!” she said amiably. “I was just thinking about you. Whatever are you doing out here alone?”“Same as you,”
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