Mother:
What you come to town for?
Ivan Martin:
Grandma dead.
Mother:
Dead? Dead? How she can dead and I never know?
Ivan Martin:
We tried to get you, but the telegram came back.
Mother:
And when she going to bury?
Ivan Martin:
She buried already, Momma.
Mother:
Bury already? Buried already and I never get to go to the funeral? Oh, God. Oh, God...
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