The door was open. He would make a dash for it down the hall. He would run, run, run! The woman was sitting on the day bed. After a while, she said, "I were young once and I wanted things I could not get. There was another long pause. The boy's mouth opened. Then he frowned, not knowing he frowned.The woman said, "Um-hum! You thought I was going to say but, didn't you? You thought I was going to say, but I didn't snatch people's pocketbooks. Well, I wasn't going to say that." Pause. Silence. "I have done things, too, which I would not tell you, son neither tell God, if He didn't already know. Everybody's got something in common. Sit you down while I fix us something to eat. You might run that comb through your hair so you will look presentable.