Mrs. Albright’s faded red plank house, his destination, stood down the hard-frozen dirt road, the morning sun lighting the side of it.New electric wires, strung from poles, hummed and seemed to silence the rest of the world. Frost sparkled in the road ditch. Henry was glad he wore his hat with the warm, furry earflaps — Aunt Dorie had pulled them down tight over his ears.He was on a mission for God and Jesus, taking the blankets to Mrs. Albright and her son, Yancy. Trixie followed along behind, stopped, sniffed, squatted to pee near the ditch, steam rising through slanting sunlight. The hair around her mouth was gray.“That is one odd bird down there,” Uncle Jack had said over and over about Yancy, the son. “One odd bird. And all them cats. I bet she’s got a sandbox in there as big as a barn door. God a-mighty.”Last night Henry and Uncle Jack played carom, with Uncle Jack leaning over Henry’s back, a matchstick in his mouth, showing Henry how to hold the carom stick like a pool cue.
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