from Corregidora
by Gayl Jones
"You telling the truth, great Gram?"
She slapped me.
"When I'm telling you something don't you ever ask if I'm lying. Because they didn't want to leave no evidence of what they done--so it couldn't be held against them. And I'm leaving evidence. And you got to leave evidence too. And your children got to leave evidence. And when it come time to hold up the evidence, we got to have evidence to hold up. That's why they burned all the papers, so there wouldn't be no evidence to hold up against them."
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