Wash

“Never done nothin’ like this, have you?”

The kid kept his head back onna seat. His eyes closed, but I know. He awake. And I’m telling you, that kid ain’t never offed one before. I don’t care what he say. He can pretend he asleep when we rollin’ into the station, but that jest his way of ignorin’ me. When we get down off this train, he can’t ignore me no longer. We gonna hunt. An’ if he want to eat, he gonna lissen what I say. Way I figure, this kid gonna get baptize inna City of Angels  today.