Exerpt from book I'm currently writing

From Sins of the Mothers:
Everyday on her walks she passed the house of an elderly Italian immigrant named Antonio. Albert called him a ‘Wop’ which Laura thought was mean. The man didn’t speak English very well but he would admire Cora and chat with Laura for a bit when she passed by.
“I’ve got an old rooster,” he said one day. “He’s getting sick and about to die.”
“That’s too bad,” Laura said.
“Oh, that-sa okay because I’m going to kill him and eat him first,” Antonio said.
This plan turned Laura’s stomach to think that Antonio would eat a sick bird but she held her tongue. That night she told Albert what the old man had said.
“People in these foreign places eat all kind of things. I hear they eat cats and dogs even horses,” Albert informed her.
“I’m going to ask him how that rooster tasted if he really cooks it,” Laura said.
A few days later she asked Antonio how his rooster was doing.
“Oh I killed him and ate him for supper the other night,” Antonio said, preening himself for not having taken a loss.
“How did he taste,” Laura asked. “I mean you said he was sick and all.” Antonio shook his head as he said, “Old bird…pretty much tough, same as eating a shoe"