"See it? Too goddamn dark to see anything in here." Nellie and Carl was standing in the bedroom door rubbing their eyes. "C'mere boys. Your momma thinks daddy's drunk. Whaddayou think?"
Carl grinned. Eight years old but he already knew she was crazy. Nelson said, "Lady had her pups, Paw, Lady had her pups."
"That right?" I rubbed him hard on top of his little burr head. That boy could get excited over nothing. "Reckon we better go out and see how the old girl's doing. Don't you?"