He took the note, and read it, his lips moving in time with the words, but without making any sound. This was how he always read.<br/><br/>Clara pleaded for him to help her, and then after he was done scanning the note, she said they had young'uns in the oven. "I'll help! Hey Bubba! Bubba, quick! Let them kids out of the oven!"<br/><br/>"Shoot," he muttered, "I thought all you had in the oven was food."<br/><br/>Then it dawned on him like a flash of light.