Alabama Moon Page #6

That's a good boy.

Snapper!

Get back here,

you dumb blood!

Snapper.

Davy Sanders, Gainesville Alabama

Sanders is out there and his

dog doesn't like him either.

- Who's Sanders?

- The Law.

Great, now the law's

after us.

That is good, they'll have a hard time

finding us way out here.

- Look Hall, I did it!

- Great!

I'm just waiting for the food

part of all this.

- I can feel him, he's somewhere

around here. - Yeah.

Put it over there by the light,

I think he's moving.

- Oh gosh, that's so cool

- Told you I'd catch something.

- Yeah. What kind is it?

- A catfish

- You were hungry, weren't you boy?

- Hey, he sure does like you Hal.

Yeah, well, I ain't one to be

mean to dogs.

You feel better now that

you ate all that fish, don't ya?

- It was pretty good.

- I thought it was great.

Enjoy while you can. See how long

you can last out here without your medicine.

I don't need my medicine Hal. You'll find

that you're so... check book? what he'd say?

How'd you get to Alabama

anyway Kit?

I was sent from Boston to live with

my Aunt Montgomery.

by the time I got

there, she'd...

she died. Then I got sent

to a hospital again in Birmingham

well then they took me to

a place in Selma.

You know, I was in the hospital for so

long, they just never sent me back.

That's what they call real

property of the state, Moon.

So are you Hal...

From now on, you guys won't have

to worry about any of this

anymore.

I'd been fine if they'd just

let me stay with my daddy.

I mean, he may have been drunk all the

time, but is the best dad there is.

You know, I just don't want to go back

to another hospital ever again.

I don't want more needles in my back.

And I don't want my hair falling out.

Do not worry, Kit.

Just figure another half day before we start

looking for places to make permanent camp.

We just gotta get

ahead of Sanders first.

Do you think he can

make it all this way, Moon?

- Not really, no.

- Good Night

- Goodnight.

- Goodnight.

- What's that?

- It's a pig trap.

- For trappin' wild pigs.

- Pig trap?

Moon, does that mean they're

people around?

Nah, too over grown.

Hasn't been used in years.

But maybe we can clean

it out and use it again.

Wild pigs are awful

good eatin'.

- There look, puma tracks.

- Pumas? Moon, you gotta be kidding me.

First wild pigs and

and now pumas.

They won't hurt anything our size.

Pap said they need at

least 30 square miles of territory.

So... that means we're

far from any people?

We'll make permanent camp on

the south side of the ravine.

Then we'll start

our training for Alaska.

- Oh, thanks.

- Here you go Moon.

Ohh, thank you.

That better not be rain.

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