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FEtST PLACE SHOUT STORY SOOTB/AIU) HO! Annette Van Laar 22111 River Road Sscalon, California 95320 "How long will it take you to get things packed?" asked Ilel. '"./hat do you mean packed? '.ihat Things?" answered his wife iirma. "All of our stuff. We're leaving." "Leaving? './hat are you talking about, leaving?" "We're gettin' outa here." '".toy?" "I'm fed up. Had enough. I told the boss I wouldn't be comin* back to work." She worriedly searched his face for a clue that he might be pulling a joke on her. In disbelief she said, "Oh, no, with jobs as scarce as they are now, what are we going to do? And we just bought that car, too. How are we going to make ends oeet?" "I don't know. Ue'll look around. I'll find something. Anyway, I can always go back to playing baseball." A spark ignited in his eyes as he talked. "I'd be on the go a lot, traveling with the team from town to town. That's no place for a woman with a baby. You'd have to find a place to live. Ilaybe move in with sonebody. I'd send you some money to get by on." "I figured something would happen. I knew you couldn't hack it much longer at that restaurant. How maybe you won't be coming home so upset with your boss. I hope we'll all be able to sleep more normal hours if you don't have to work those changing shifts all 66 |
