“She would of been a good woman,”The Misfit said, “if it had been somebody there to shoot her every minute of her life.”

couldn’t name what the shirt reminded her of

different breed of dog

as if he were assisting an old man

as if she weregoing to the woods with him

nice people!”

big black battered hearse-like automobile

The children were thrown to the floor and their mother, clutching the baby, was thrown out the door onto the ground; the old lady was thrown into the front seat. The car turned over once and landed right-side-up in a gulch off the side of the road. Bailey remained in the driver’s seat with the cat-gray-striped with a broad white face and an orange nose-clinging to his neck like a caterpilla

“It would be very educational for them,”the grandmother murmured.

aw was as rigid as a horseshoe

“People are certainly not nice like they used to be,”

nigger boy ate it when he saw the initials, E. A. T.! This story tickled John Wesley’s funny bone and he giggled and giggled

John Wesley took one the shape of a cow and June Star guessed a cow and John Wesley said, no, an automobile, and June Star said he didn’t play fair, and they began to slap each other over the grandmother.

“Little niggers in the country don’t have things like we do. If I could paint, I’d paint that picture,”

n case of an accident, anyone seeing her dead on the highway

accidentally asphyxiate himself.

like the head of a hippopotamus

innocent as a cabbage