Chapter 40“Jesus, Mr. G., that was harsh.”
“You think so?” I asked.
“Yes, I do.”
“They had come to kill me, you do understand that, don't you? They wouldn't have shown me any mercy. They came to my house. They told me I had to leave. After all I'd been through and all I'd done, no one was going to tell me what I could or couldn't do, do you see?”
Beulah coughed and the spasm shook her thin frame. “I see that war is senseless, Mr. G and no good ever comes from it.”
“You may be right there.” I paused. “Do you need anything? Hungry? Thirsty?”
She shook her head. “No, I'm okay.”
I looked at her more closely. “You are hiding too.”
“What do you mean?”
“I think you left something or someone behind.”
She looked at me. “I didn't know what else to do. Where else to go.”
“But you think the
