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Kansas by Stephen Dobyns

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Stephen Dobyns (1941) Kansas THE BOY HITCHHIKING on the back-country Kansas road was nineteen years old. He had been dropped there by a farmer in a Model T Ford who had turned off to the north. Then he waited for three hours. It was July and there were no clouds. The wheat fields were flat and went straight to the horizon. The boy had two plums and he ate them. A blue Plymouth coupe went by with a man and a woman. They were laughing. The woman had blonde hair and it was all loose and blew from the window. They didn't even see the boy. The strands of straw-colored hair seemed to be waving to him. Half an hour later a farmer stopped in a Ford pickup covered with a layer of dust. The boy clambered into the front seat. The farmer took …show more content…

"What about the police?" Asked the boy. "It's my wife", said the farmer. "It's my problem." The boy never did see the dust cloud. They reached Lawrence and the boy got out as soon as he could. His shirt was stuck on his back and he kept rubbing his palms on his dungarees. He thanked the farmer but the man didn’t look at him, he just kept staring straight ahead. "Don’t tell the police", said the farmer. His hand rested lightly on the forty-five beside him on the seat. "No", said the boy. "I promise." He slammed shut the dusty door of the pickup. The boy didn’t tell the police. For several days he didn’t tell anyone at all. He looked at the newspapers twice a day for news of killing, but he didn’t find anything. More than the farmer's gun, he had been frightened by the strength of the farmer's resolve. It had been like a chunk of stone and compared to it the boy had felt as soft as a piece of white bread. The boy never knew what happened. Perhaps nothing had happened. The summer wound to its conclusion. The boy went to New York. He never did play in Carnegie hall. His piano playing never got good enough. The war came and went. He wasn’t a boy any longer. He was a married man with two sons. The family moved to Michigan. The man was a teacher, then a minister. His own parents died. He told his sons the story about the farmer in the pickup. "What do you think happened?" they asked. Nobody knew. Perhaps the farmer caught up with

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