A Good Man is Hard to Find - and Other Stories

Flannery O'Connor, Flannery O'Connor

Harvest/HBJ

1976

251 páginas

8h 22m

ISBN-10: 0156364654

The Grandmother didnt want to go to Florida. She wanted to visit some of her connections in east Tennessee and she was seizing at every chance to change Baileys mind. Bailey was the son she lived with, her only boy. He was sitting on the edge of his chair at the table, bent over the orange sports section of the Journal. Now look here, Bailey, she said, see here, read this, and she stood with one hand on her thin hip and the other rattling the newspaper at his bald head. Here this fellow that calls himself The Misfit is aloose from the Federal Pen and headed toward Florida and you read here what it says he did to these people. Just you read it. I wouldnt take my children in any direction with a criminal like that aloose in it. I couldnt answer to my conscience if I did.
Bailey didnt look up from his reading so she wheeled around then and faced the childrens mother, a young woman in slacks, whose face was as broad and innocent as a cabbage and was tied around with a green head-kerchief that had two points on the top like rabbits ears. She was sitting on the sofa, feeding the baby his apricots out of a jar. The children have been to Florida before, the old lady said. You all ought to take them somewhere else for a change so they would see different parts of the world and be broad. They never have been to east Tennessee.

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A good man is hard to find

“I found out the crime don’t matter. You can do one thing or you can do another, kill a ma man or take a tire of his car, because sooner or later you’re going to forget what it was you done and just be punished for it “
“They never shown me my papers. That’s why I sing myself now. I said long ago, you get you a signature and sign everything you do and keep a copy of it. Then you’ll know what you done and you can hold up the crime to the punishment and se do they match and in the end you’ll have something to prove you ain’t been treat right. I call myself the Misfit because I can’t make what all I done wrong fit what all I gone through in punishment.”