ABSTRACT
Until this moment, RC Robinson had always been attached as a child to people
and places, to Retha and Mary Jane in Greenville, to the teachers at D&B, to Fred and
Lena in Jacksonville, and to Tiny York as his employee. Now he was unemployed in a
city where he knew no one and no one knew him, a hundred and fifty miles from La
Villa. Would he go home or would he stay? Tiny and the fellows were headed back to
Jacksonville as soon as they could raise gas money. He could ride with them-if he was
willing to bounce on the soda crate again. The rankle of that memory, perhaps, tipped
the balance. RC decided to stay in Orlando on his own.
