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he people used to own other people, an’ they had a word for those people. Really mean. I think the only thing I was ever taught that managed to stick with me was that the widow better never hear that word come out of my mouth. Eventually, I learned that lesson good cause o’ the whuppins I got when I tried it. Can’t say I ever uttered it again. I believe not. All my days. Like I say, it was the widow’s whuppin’ what did it.
Other than that, she was always very kind. Strict, but kind.
I remember the widow now, sure I do. An’ Miss Watson, too. An’...