Among the Hidden
Once, when Luke was younger, a tramp had walked up to the house and Luke had only had time to hide under the sink in the mudroom before the man was in the house, begging for food. The door of the cabinet was cracked, so Luke had been able to peek out and see the man's patched trousers and holey shoes. He'd heard his whiny voice: "I ain't got no job, and I ain't et in three days.... No, no, I can't do no farmwork for my food. What do you think I am? I'm sick. I'm starving...." (3.41)
"Those hogs are our bread and butter," she said. "With grain prices the way they are...what are we going to live on?" (5.15)
Dad went on. "Williker says they raised everyone's taxes because of them fancy houses. Makes our land worth more."
"Isn't that good?" Luke asked eagerly.
Dad was shaking his head in disgust over Luke's question.
"No. It's only good if we're selling. And we ain't. All it means for us is that the Government thinks they can get more money out of us." (6.6-9)