THE HEART OF THE PARK
"I'm looking for those people," Haze said. "I got to see that
man. Did she tell you where they live?"
"I got to show you this thing," Enoch said. "I got to show it to
you, here, this afternoon. I got to." He gripped Hazel Weaver's
arm and Hazel Weaver shook him off.
"Did she tell you where they live?" he said again.
Enoch kept wetting
his
lips. They were pale except for his fever
blister, which was purple. "Sho," he said. "Ain't she invited me to
come see her and bring my harp? I got to show you this thing," he
said, "then I'll tell you."
"What thing?" Haze muttered.
"This thing I got to show you," Enoch said. "Drive straight on
ahead and I'll tell you where to stop."
"I don't want to see anything of yours," Hazel Weaver said.
"I got to have that ,address."
"I won't be able to remember
it
unless you come," Enoch said.
He didn't look at Hazel Weaver. He looked out the window. In a
minute the car started. Enoch's blood was beating fast. He knew he
had to go to the
FROSTY BOTTLE
and the zoo before there, and
he foresaw a terrible struggle with Hazel Weaver. He would have
to get him there, even if he had to hit him over the head with a
rock, and carry him on his back right up to
it.
Enoch's brain was divided into two parts.
The
part in communi–
cation with his blood did the figuring but it never said anything in
words. The other part was stocked up with all kinds of words and
phrases. While the first part was figuring how to get Hazel Weaver
through the
FROSTY BOTTLE
and the zoo, the second inquired,
"Where'd you git thisyer fine car? You ought to paint you some
signs on the outside it, like 'step-in, baby'-I seen one with that on
it, then I seen another with... . "
Hazel Weaver's face might have been cut out the side of a rock.
"My daddy once owned a yeller Ford automobile he won on
a ticket," Enoch murmured. "It had a roll-up top and two arials and
a squirril tail all come with it. He swapped it off. Stop here! Stop
here!" he yelled-they were passing the
FROSTY BOTTLE.
"Where is it?" Hazel Weaver said as soon as they were inside.
They were in a dark room with a counter across the back of it and
brown stools like toad stools in front of the counter. On the wall
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