She grabbed his arm. "Let it be, son!" she cried. "That child ain't hurt!" "Not hurt! You look into her eyes and tell me she ain't hurt!


Roll of Thunder, Hear My Cry (ed. Dial, 2001)

Mildred D. Taylor Quotes

She grabbed his arm. Let it be, son! she cried. That child ain't hurt! Not hurt! You look into her eyes and tell me she ain't hurt!

She grabbed his arm. Let it be, son! she cried. That child ain't hurt! Not hurt! You look into her eyes and tell me she ain't hurt!

She grabbed his arm. Let it be, son! she cried. That child ain't hurt! Not hurt! You look into her eyes and tell me she ain't hurt!

She grabbed his arm. Let it be, son! she cried. That child ain't hurt! Not hurt! You look into her eyes and tell me she ain't hurt!