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Why do you fight so hard?he asked. What?” I say it too sharply. He shook his head, irritated not at her but at the uncertainty that surrounded what he was viewing. No, baby girl. Youre going to heaven first. we have explained, this isnot an intellectual choice but rather an emotional choice, and one followed by actions Still checking her gear, she glanced up at him. I- Ronnys patience wore thin. If youd get to it, we wouldn' t be down here long enough for it to bother us, even if it was poisonous or something. Look, if you need your little nightlight, both of you go in one direction, then. Fucking pussies. then talks to the child, perhaps in conference with the childs parents, and an administrative decision is made. He shrugged. Nothing. I dont feel anything. Is that weird? Stop teasing your friend. Eat her! They did a real good job. It looks like Grandpas just sleeping, doesnt it?Timmy wanted to scream at her. No, it did not look like Grandpa was sleeping. It looked nothing like that at all. In fact, it didn't even look like Grandpa. At twelve, Timmy was well aware of the fallacies adults sometimes used. Do as I say, not as I dowas a big one. Many times, he' d overheard Mr. Smeltzer promising Barry that he ' d tan his hide should he ever catch Barry and his friends drinking or smoking cigarettes, yet Clark Smeltzer started and ended each day drunk as a skunk and smoked two and a half packs before nightfall. Apportioned, just what each person needed from him. Timmy glanced around in fright, hoping that Mrs. Nelson would jog by again, see what was happening, and rescue them. But Mrs. Nelson was nowhere in sight, apparently done exercising for the day. The cemetery was deserted. Somewhere in the distance, one of the neighbors started a lawnmower, and he heard the faint drone of it, but as far as Timmy was concerned, the lawnmower and its owner might as well have been on the moon. Clark spat out the cigarette. I figured it was you two that was sneaking in here, as well. Couldnt prove it was them, I guess. But we knew. They bragged about it one day when they cornered us while we were sledding. Anyway, these things fall over all the time. Could have been the way the grounds settling, too. Might have shifted and knocked it over. Im not even sure we would have gone through with it if it hadn’t been for the bomb. We felt silly, at least I did, standing there at the door of the apartment while he was on his way up the three flights, standing so he could only see Saul as he approached — Saul in the doorway to greet the arriving guest. At first she didn t feel the hand that covered hers; her heart was beating so loud in her chest from the distasteful scene with Paul and her thoughts were cutting out the world around her. But as she moved up the first step, she felt the iron- like hold, paralyzing her. She looked down from her height into cruel eyes. The blue of the man s eyes was so light that his face looked like a portrait painted by a madman who had left the eyes, where the soul would have been, the dead white of the canvas. A shock of black hair covered his head. His mouth smiled grimly at her mute terror. Well, I am. I cant take any more of this shit.And then Barry did start crying, and somehow, that scared Timmy worse than his appearance did. His split lip quivered and tears spilled from his swollen eyes. Timmy sighed. Hang on. Ill be right out. Just stay quiet. If my parents wake up, we're both screwed. the sunlight. Life defends itself, perpetuates itself, and seeks to grow by accumulation..
