"Yes, I am Mrs. Pookie. Unless you've done worse than I think you have, you can call me Sukey,", she informs him as she continues marching them towards her truck. "My son ain't my worry right this minute, he's a grown man, and what he did wrong wasn't against me. You and me are gonna have us a little talk, and it's a good thing you ain't got nothin' else to do here, 'cause I wasn't plannin' on stayin'. We're gonna take a little ride, Minister, and then we're gonna talk. That somethin' you can understand,<em>Father</em>?"<br/><br/>Reaching her truck, she opens the passenger door, releases the man's arm, and crosses her own, waiting for him to jump in.