Opal:
You know, Winn-Dixie, if my mama were around, I bet she'd let me keep you. Ever since we moved here, I've been thinking about my mama extra hard.
Preacher:
Opal, I hope that dog's not in your bed.
Opal:
[to the preacher]
Yes, sir. I-I mean, no, sir, he's not.
[back to Winn-Dixie]

Opal:
I really don't know where she is. She left when I was only three years old. I can't hardly remember her.
Preacher:
And make sure you got your window shut tight. Don't want that rain gettin' in.
Opal:
[to the preacher]
Okay.
[back to Winn-Dixie]

Opal:
The preacher? It's no use. He won't talk to me at all about her. I bet you don't remember your mama much, either. So we're really alike, you and me. Think I should make the preacher tell me about her? Mm, I'll think about it.
Preacher:
You're supposed to be in bed.
Riportata da il 05/03/2025 alle ore 08:28

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