“Yes, I know,” he said. “I’ve been thinking—there’s not too much to do around here during the hunting season.
I’m pretty sure I can take care of things, so you just go ahead and hunt all you want to.”
“Thanks, Papa,” I said. “I guess I’ll be out pretty late at night, and I’ll probably have to do a lot of sleeping in the daytime.”
Papa started frowning. “You know,” he said, “your mother doesn’t like this hunting of yours very much.
She’s worried about you being out all by yourself.”
“I can’t see why Mama has to worry,” I said. “Haven’t I been roaming the woods ever since I was big enough to walk, and I’m almost fourteen now.”
“I know,” said Papa. “It’s all right with me, but women are a little different than men.
They worry more. “Now just to be on the safe side, I think it would be a good idea for you to tell us where you’ll be hunting.
Then if anything happens, we’ll know where to look.”
I told him I would, but I didn’t think anything was going to happen.
After Papa had left, I started thinking. “He doesn’t even talk to me like I was a boy any more.
He talks to me like I was a man.” These wonderful thoughts made me feel just about as big as our old red mule.
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