“She slipped into the booth beside me.  ‘I have to tell you…

“She slipped into the booth beside me.  ‘I have to tell you something…I made up my mind if I ever saw you again, I’d tell you… …Listen to me.  I really did think she was black.  I didn’t make that up.  I really thought so.  But now I can’t be sure.  I remember her as old, so old.  And because she couldn’t talk — well, you know, I thought she was crazy.  She’d been brought up in an institution like my mother was and like I thought I would be too.  And you were right.  We didn’t kick her. It was the gar girls.  Only them.  But, well, I wanted to.  I really wanted them to hurt her.  I said we did it, too.  You and me, but that’s not true.  And I don’t want you to carry that around.  It was just that I wanted to do it so bad that day — wanting to is doing it.'”