Doc and Minh laughed and Whiteboy said, “You really remember au a that? Ah doan know. Ah got two mo months then Ah’m gettin out.”
“What you goan do?” Doc fed Whiteboy the question.
“Ah’m gonna do, Ah guess, just lahk ma daddy did. Think Ah’ll get on with the railroad. Ah’m sure my daddy can get me on as a brakeman or sompthin. Ah got a letter from a friend the othah day and he says mah ol sweetheart’s had a kid an looks lahk a Sherman tank. Ah guess Ah’ll just drift a bit then get on with the railroad but Ah doan really know.”
“What about you, Doc?” Silvers asked. “What are you goina do?”
“Too early ta say yet,” Doc dodged the question. He would like to have said he was going to continue his education in medicine, become a nurse or a technician or even a doctor, but he believed those t
