The Crucible Summary Chapter 1

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Sunday after church, James tossed the car key to Henry and told him to drive Mother and me home. Henry’s eyes beamed. He’d been able to drive for a while, but Daddy had never let him use the car, and James had done all the driving since Daddy passed. Henry had complained often, but James would shake his head and tell him he wasn’t ready. I wondered what had suddenly changed. “Where are you going?” I hollered at James as he headed back toward the church. Either he didn’t hear me or he didn’t feel like answering, cause he just kept on walking and climbed into a car with one of his friends. I huffed and leaned against the car, feeling the hot metal warm my backside. I wished Mother would come on, but apparently she needed extra prayers
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