An you know what? She was raht. Later dat day, when ah'z waitin' f' de limo take me home, de Mitt-man hisself come up on me real quiet like, an' he whis' in my ear, just like de snake in'de garden hisself. An' he say "you ainna gowin nowhere boy, we got yo' mamma buried in a box breathin' through a pahp, you unnastan?"
Dat's why ah hadta stay. Dat's why ah hadta stay at dat turrible place, yes indeedy.