Being jobless, I decided to move on. Pa was a worthless drunk then and ma had lost all her looks. I didn’t even say goodbye to them though I did stop to see my sister. She said, she’d quit whoring when she found the man who could satisfy her. She was about thirty then, but looked ten years older. It was then that I decided to go after Shame.
He was easy to find. I just followed the trail of black children. They got younger as I closed in on him. Finally, near the dawn of a new century, I found him in a small town in Utah…
