That Evening Sun Page #3

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Just the same

She got

Sweet ruby lips

Hair like a horse's mane

Ooh

You're back.

Did you run off?

I guess.

Are they

after you?

Hellfire, it's

an old folks' home,

Thurl, not a chain gang.

Well, I

don't know.

I don't know

nothing about it,

which is just as much

as I want to know.

You get in

this morning?

Yesterday.

Where'd you sleep?

Choat make

you a pallet

down on the floor?

I slept in

the tenant cabin.

That's mainly why

I come over here.

I need to use

your telephone.

Gotta call Paul,

get Choat outta there.

How was it,

you know,

down there

in Linden?

It was all right.

Was it?

That why

you'd rather sleep

in the slave cabin?

They fed you decent,

and nobody...

nobody mistreated you.

I got the feeling

if you died in your

sleep some night,

they just move you out,

move somebody else in,

nobody much

give a sh*t.

That ain't no life.

Ought to make

that call now.

Hello?

They broke my phone

or something.

Dad? What... who?

That Choat bunch.

Who do you think?

Dad, where are you

calling from?

You're supposed to be

at the home.

I'm supposed to be

where I damn

well please.

Look, I'm

in the middle

of a trial, Dad.

I want them out of

my house, and i want

them out today!

Laying up there,

sleeping in your

mama's bed,

eating off

her dishesl

You ought to be

ashamed, son.

Look, Dad, this is

too complicated for

the phone.

Just get a cab,

go back to the home.

I'll call you tonight and

I'll explain everything

about the sale.

You can't sell

what ain't yours!

Well, I'm your

legal guardian

and the trustee

of your estate.

Look, Dad,

I can't talk

about this right now.

You think you're

the only lawyer ever

to hit a golf ball?

Dad, go back to the

home. I'll call you

tonight, okay?

Okay?

Hello?

Take it y'all didn't

exactly see eye to eye.

You still got

that old Cherokee?

Yeah, I got it,

but I can't drive it.

They took away

my license.

Why'd they do that?

Oh...

I hit some folk.

Who'd you run into?

Uh, Mary Margaret Davies.

Oh! Is she...

she okay?

Oh, yeah,

she's fine.

I run into her butt!

You tried

all them years.

I reckon you finally

banged up against it.

So, how you get

around, then?

Oh, Julie comes

over on Tuesday

after she gets

the kids to school,

and then picks me up

and takes me to

town shopping.

Makes sure I

get my fiber.

You know, it's amazing.

After they raise

their own young' uns,

they come back

wanting to raise us.

She was always

a good kid.

How much you

want for it?

I got errands

to run.

Oh, I don't know.

It ain't worth

much to me.

Uh, $200?

Would you pay that?

Uh... I gotta take

a look at it first.

You ain't got the

best reputation

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