"He just saw a man in a hat pointing a gun at Boyd."
To an outsider, it’s probably hard to understand why we’re all not just lining up and saying, “Where do we sign?” But we got our own kinda food. Our own music. Our own liquor! We got our own way of courting and raising children and our own way of living and dying. And to protect all that, we have got to say no thank you to Miss Carol Johnson here and Black Pike Mining!
(Source: conningtons)
Now. Look here. There ain’t no shame in a woman looking beautiful. My time is past. Ain’t nothing for it. But you… you got something. Power you haven’t even come to understand. That was my grandmama’s before she passed it on to my mama. I coveted it for as long as I can remember. She gave it to me when I turned sixteen. I lit up like a firecracker.
